TO THE ALPS

Kaarlo Sarkia(1902-1945)

Come to the Alps, my soul, when the day sets,

see: distant loom the valleys.

From afar see the pain, the bliss of the soil

before the land is covered in the shroud of the night.

Come to the Alps, my soul, when the day fades,

near you there the stars slip.

The last, the first ray

of the dusk, the new dawn, there darts.

(Alpeille; Unen Kaivo, 1936.)

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