Veia digl Pader 13: La mort digl poet

La mort digl poet

Las sumbreivas da la mort

Steidan betg sies spiert allert.

Vers la gleisch, scu pulla d'or;

Igl sies sgol el è davert.

Igls sies vers èn artgs e punts

TGI surmontan igl profond,

TGI scu l'evla sies pulschagns,

ans anveidan sur igl mond.

Ossa vei sies îgl saragn

tot igl veir, igl bel, igl.

Dia è poet suprem;

'gl univers è sia canzung.

Fr. Alexander Lozza

The Poet's Death 

It erases death's shadow

not the ardor of his spirit;

he floats like a golden butterfly

into a bright flood.

His verse is a bold bow

of the depths,

and, like the eagle the young,

far away from the world.

Now his clear eye looks

of beauty, pure light.

God is the first singer;

all this is his poem.

 Leza Uffer (translation)