XXXVI
Josef Štýbr translation
That deep and dark blue heavens’ bowl— And stars as golden blossoms; As man looks at them from the earth, His heart strange feelings bosoms. And all the time more and more stars Appear without a bound there— And yet not ev’ry little star Can easily be found there. But whene’er in two youthful hearts First breath of love does enter, A new star is said to appear In heavens’ dark blue center. And if in one of the two hearts Love’s blossoms starts to wither, Then from the dark blue heavens’ bowl One golden star drops hither.