O wie ist alles fern
By Rainer Maria Rilke
(English translation by the composer)
O how distant is everything
and long, long gone,
I think that the star
whose brilliance I now receive
has been dead for a thousand years.
I think that from the boat which
just now passed
I heard something frightening being said.
In a house, a clock
In which house?
I would like to step out of my heart
and walk beneath the great heavens.
I would like to pray.
One among all the stars
surely must still exist.
I think, I do know
the one that stands like a white city
at the end of the radiance in the sky