Das Netz meines Kummers. (The Web of my Heartache.)



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Melty Cat
01-30-2004, 11:34 AM
I wrote this for the novel I’m writing. (Wacky Races 2004)

It is a bit of German poetry that one of the characters writes one night in his hotel room.

That character is ‘The Red Max’ and anyone who is familliar with Wacky Races will know who he is.

He is based on The Red Baron you see, so I thought I’d actually give him his name too: ‘Manfred von Richthofen’.

Anywho, in the story, he starts to like one of the new female racers (Who Dick Dastardly actually has his eye on as well. Which makes for some interesting reading XD) and, as I say, he writes this poem one night.

So, here we go… (And don’t worry, I’ll post the English Translation too! ^_^)

Das Netz meines Kummers.

Meine Liebe f�r Sie brennt wie die Sonne oben. Sie w�rmen mein Herz und f�llen meine Tage mit vielem Gl�ck.

I lang, zum Sie zu sehen, wenn Sie nicht hier sind, meine Arme schmerzen, um Sie zu halten. Dennoch wage ich nicht sogar endg�ltiges einzelnes Wort der Liebe zu Ihnen, f�r Furcht vor Ablehnungwolken meine Augen mit Rissen.

Sie sind mein Mond und meine Sterne; Sie sind das Gesicht, dem ich sehe, wann ich traurig bin. Ihre sind die H�nde, die meine Risse trocknen, dennoch mein �ffnung liebte, trauen nicht sogar Ihnen zu erkl�ren wieviel Sie sind.

Verfluchen Sie mein egoistisches Herz…

F�r Sie sind die einzige diese Sache Angelegenheiten…

durch Manfred von Richthofen

[Translation]

The Web of my Heartache.

My love for you burns like the sun above.
You warm my heart and fill my days with much happiness.

I long to see you when you are not here, my arms ache to hold you.
Yet I dare not even utter one single word of love to you, for fear of rejection clouds my eyes with tears.

You are my moon and my stars; you are the face that I see when I’m sad.
Yours are the hands that dry my tears, yet my mouth dare not even tell you how much you are loved.

Curse my selfish heart…

For you are the only thing that matters…

By Manfred von Richthofen

PLEEEEASE PLEEEASE, tell me what you think etc! ^^;;;


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