Schubert : Process
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Du Bist die Ruh
by Friedrich Rückert
You are the Rest
And gentle peace.
Longing, you are
And what makes it still.
To you I dedicate
All joy and pain.
My Eyes and Heart
Your dwelling here.
Come in to me
And behind you
Softly close
The gate.
Drive out all other pain
Out from this breast
Full be this Heart
Of love for you.
The dome of these eyes
By your radiance
Alone is lit.