Шуман Роберт - Talismane, Op. 141, No. 4 - текст песни (слова)

Talismans
 The East is God's!

 The West is God's!

 Northern and southern lands

 rest in the peace of his hands.

 
 He, the only one who is just,

 wants justice for everyone.

 Of his hundred names,

 Let this one be highly praised! Amen.

 
 Errors try to confuse me,

 But you know how to disentangle me.

 If I act, if I compose poems,

 Give direction to my path.

 
 Although I think on earthly things,

 that stands me in higher stead.

 The spirit that doesn't disperse with the dust

 is forced back into itself, and ascends.

 
 In breathing, there are two graces:

 breathing in, and breathing out.

 One constrains us and the other refreshes us;

 This is how wonderfully life is mixed.

 Thank God when he presses you,

 and thank him when he releases you again.