Kustaa Killinen(1849-1922)
Why so grieving you swoosh,
why are restless your leaves,
even when still is the world?
Neither can drops of dew
nor singing birds
sit on your leaves. -- --
So, -- my gloomy heart
always also is unquiet,
always rampages, rages:
Neither can shining pearls of joy
nor mirth's golden cuckoos
in it shine, call cuckoo. --
[Erottua; Sananjalkoja: Vihkonen runoelmia(1885).]
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