TRANSLATION



                A fire, extinquished.
                        Only a pile of ashes remain,
                Where once a flame lived.

                You have, my friend, changed
                        that enormous pine
                                giver of summer-shade
                Into a mound of dust.

                It was so tall,
                        higher than roof or tower;
                If I could fold it up
                        it would not fit into the
                        garret chest nor elsewhere.

                You see what now remains of that:
                                        this dust.

                I am so small, so thin:
                What dust remains
                                after I die?