Zimzelen [English translation]

I bode days colder than nights

Gold that shines more than eyes

Silence, the kind you have to hear

I dream of songs written by crazy fingers

One birch afoul whole species

It's so good to be silent here

But some dreams I cannot dream

It'll notify that it's time to go

In the wind, the leaves of evergreen tree

Everything's mine except me on the other world