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Vertaling
Escape Attempt
Thrice cursed black cat!
Like a moon struck in half
The quicksilver eye shines with evil
From the face and full derision
It lies behind me in the dark,
As quiet as if it was asleep
And I run away from it,
Branches hit my face.
It always pulls me back to it
As if someone were calling me
And I run for my life
But I can not escape
I don’t know how long I’ve been fleeing,
Without an objective and without direction
Full of horror I see graves standing
There on the desolated plan
There, a light, a glimmer of hope
And I step into the clearing
There it lies in front of me again,
Awake and staring at me.
Thrice cursed black snake!
The noose like a gallow’s rope.
A fox, as red as its tongue,
One-eyed, searches for me with his gaze.
I go on the paths, like in a dream
Walking through the black bog.
And everything seems so hopeless to me,
And it seems so futile.
I run through the dark night,
And I hardly recognize my path.
I end up where I started,
I go on the paths, like in a dream.
Behind me it lies in the dark,
So still, as if it were dead
And I sneak away
Past the dark mill pond.
A carp is there in the murky green,
His one eye glitters red.
The sight makes me shiver
As he sinks into his domain.
Out of breath and I feel
As if I’ve been running for days.
An owl grazes my hair in flight
I hear the master how he laughs
I fall, get myself up
And see blood smeared and dripping
Now it’s back in front of me
And it awoke long ago.
Thrice cursed black raven!
Horribly, the look torments me
And again I see the eyes
One stares, the other missing.
I go on the paths, like in a dream
Walking through the black bog.
And everything seems so hopeless to me,
And it seems so futile.
I run through the dark night,
And I hardly recognize my path.
I end up where I started,
I go on the paths, like in a dream.
I go on the paths, like in a dream
Walking through the black bog.
And everything seems so hopeless to me,
And it seems so futile.
I run through the dark night,
And I hardly recognize my path.
I end up where I started,
I go on the paths, like in a dream.
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Over de vertaler:
The word "sie" appears repeatedly in the song and is literally translated as "she", but it is referring to the mill, die Mühle, so it should be "it" in English.
I received an answer on this by emailing the ASP team. :)