Turning Autumn

I haven't done translations in a while, so it's about time...

Original. Song 1. Song 2.

Turning     Autumn
Fading      bothers
Storm may   shake me
I've two    daughters

One a       birch
The other   aspen
In my       old trunk
It'd been   written

Turning     Autumn
Fading      bothers
Crown is    trembling:
I've two    daughters

One a       birch
The other   aspen
Perhaps I   won't be
Left     forsaken

My crown up to the
Sky it      withers
Turning     Autumn
I've two    daughters

hope 3

fear turned into questioning

what's the point of it all?

contentment? I plead.

for me, for others, for all.

with others. with him.

oh, your imaginary friend

yes, my imaginary friend

so you concede he's imaginary

yes, in as much as I imagine him

I haven't seen, so I imagine

not imagined, but imaginary. not real. non-existent.

in as much as an imaginary number is non-existent,

but it makes things work. it makes things complete.

a trick then

yes, a trick. take me and three other i.

together, they make 1, a whole

how droll. but that's not a proof

I gave up proofs long ago

instead I keep my feet on the ground

while my soul soars 

and if deeper magic exists

deeper then my shame and wrongs

we will end up in the same place.

fear left me for a while

by the bank of a river called

hope

hope 2

fear visited me again
grabbed me by my throat
asked me to declare
what's important and what's not

frozen
not scorched

thawing
in thanks,
in sighing,
in hope

hope 1

in the valley of death
death sets upon itself
and what life remains
can flower and be all life

all that you had dreamed imagined
were forelighted to fruition
and all hope
and all delight

he allowed it
he willed it
to come

from the smell of a football pitch
to that corner that secret wish
that heart's treasure
those wings to soar

a breeze
a kiss
a drizzle
a sound

they're all the same
when set in motion by the same

you daren't say it
you asked for too much
you asked for too little

but at night you hadn't rest
you dreamt the rest
no more details left out
this time you were thorough

all of it
life
bliss
peace

if you couldn't believe
you at least dared to dream

and with such dreams
who would dare
not to believe

there you go
you talked too much
you talked too little

all seems babble
but who stops
a restless heart

'til it finds
what makes it beat
with every hope