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Слушать(AI)The Lovers
See how in their veins all becomes spirit;into each other they mature and grow.
Like axles, their forms tremblingly orbit,round which it whirls, bewitching and aglow.
Thirsters, and they receive drink,watchers, and see: they receive sight.
Let them into one another sinkso as to endure each other outright.
Translated by John J.
L.
Mood
Rainer Maria Rilke
René Karl Wilhelm Johann Josef Maria Rilke (4 December 1875 – 29 December 1926), was a Bohemian-Austrian poet and novelist. He is "widely recogn
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