11. Dream of Spring

I dreamed of many-colored flowers,
The way they bloom in May;
I dreamed of green meadows,
Of merry bird calls.
And when the roosters crowed,
My eye awakened;
It was cold and dark,
The ravens shrieked on the roof.
But on the window panes?
Who painted the leaves there?
I suppose you?ll laugh at the dreamer
Who saw flowers in winter?
I dreamed of love reciprocated,
Of a beautiful maiden,
Of embracing and kissing,
Of joy and delight.
And when the roosters crowed,
My heart awakened;
Now I sit here alone
And reflect on the dream.
I close my eyes again,
My heart still beats so warmly.
When will you leaves on the window turn gree?
When will I hold my love in my arms?

Winterreise by Wilhelm Muller
music by Franz Schubert Op. 89