Love Song

How can I restrain my soul from touching your soul? How can I let it pass through you and go to something else?
Oh, how I wish I could find a dark place for it,
Near something lost,
A strange and quiet place,
It will not vibrate with your deep heart.
But what moved us both bound us together, like a bow drawing a note from two strings.
Which instrument are we both tied to?
Which musician holds us both in his hands?
Oh, sweet song.
——Rael Rainer Maria Rilke, Song of Love

2024-04-01

人民文学出版社

99 Readers

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9787020185351