Poem: Already The Ripening Barberries Are Red - Spoken Poetry
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Already The Ripening Barberries Are Red
(By Rainer Maria Rilke)
Already the ripening barberries are red,
And the old asters hardly breathe in their beds.
Those who are not rich now as summer goes
Will wait and wait and never be themselves.
Those who cannot quietly close their eyes,
Certain that there is vision after vision
Inside, simply waiting until nighttime
To rise all around them in the darkness
It's all over for them, they feel old and tired.
Nothing else will come;
No more days will open,
And everything that does happen
Will cheat them.
Even you, my God. And you are like a stone
That draws them daily deeper into the depths.
(By Rainer Maria Rilke)
Already the ripening barberries are red,
And the old asters hardly breathe in their beds.
Those who are not rich now as summer goes
Will wait and wait and never be themselves.
Those who cannot quietly close their eyes,
Certain that there is vision after vision
Inside, simply waiting until nighttime
To rise all around them in the darkness
It's all over for them, they feel old and tired.
Nothing else will come;
No more days will open,
And everything that does happen
Will cheat them.
Even you, my God. And you are like a stone
That draws them daily deeper into the depths.
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:04.33] Already The Ripening Barberries Are Red
[00:12.27] (By Rainer Maria Rilke)
[00:21.67] Already the ripening barberries are red,
[00:25.45] And the old asters hardly breathe in their beds.
[00:30.46] Those who are not rich now as summer goes
[00:34.66] Will wait and wait and never be themselves.
[00:39.45] Those who cannot quietly close their eyes,
[00:46.16] Certain that there is vision after vision
[00:49.42] Inside, simply waiting until nighttime
[00:54.09] To rise all around them in the darkness
[00:58.43] It's all over for them, they feel old and tired.
[01:06.65] Nothing else will come;
[01:09.54] No more days will open,
[01:11.88] And everything that does happen
[01:13.53] Will cheat them.
[01:17.42] Even you, my God. And you are like a stone
[01:22.94] That draws them daily deeper into the depths.
[01:30.80]
[00:12.27] (By Rainer Maria Rilke)
[00:21.67] Already the ripening barberries are red,
[00:25.45] And the old asters hardly breathe in their beds.
[00:30.46] Those who are not rich now as summer goes
[00:34.66] Will wait and wait and never be themselves.
[00:39.45] Those who cannot quietly close their eyes,
[00:46.16] Certain that there is vision after vision
[00:49.42] Inside, simply waiting until nighttime
[00:54.09] To rise all around them in the darkness
[00:58.43] It's all over for them, they feel old and tired.
[01:06.65] Nothing else will come;
[01:09.54] No more days will open,
[01:11.88] And everything that does happen
[01:13.53] Will cheat them.
[01:17.42] Even you, my God. And you are like a stone
[01:22.94] That draws them daily deeper into the depths.
[01:30.80]