The marvelous winter has come
with the most tender Christmas Eve
Klaus Werner Swamp-Man awaits dream
august Moment is revealed
Klaus a forester lives alone
in a clear home amidst the grove
In the evening praying by table
he enjoyed freedom of silence
Oracular characters come
after rook has visited his
The rook knows from the black raven
that there are marsh-treasure hidden
Next hydra bangs on the window
she gives to Werner the obol
He enchants tenderly the guest:
>The eternal moor! Dream with us!<
Then a Stymphalian’s birdlet comes
flying in dazzling-brilliant ways
The bird gives away an obol
the man told him the gorgeous words
>Eternal moory landscape dwell!
such for the ghosts a meek landscape<
Hereafter attends – Dionysus
sir of numinous moory homes
Third obolus – given away
therefor can be valid Klaus’ dream
Oboli are being given
>Be the fen full of tender myths!<
Mister Swamp-Man boasts of marshlands
they are free in eternities
Rook is nidifying in tree
the plant stays over the moor-mist
Bewitched landscape and dreamy bog
and women dream of moory fog
Two women seem to have been enchanted by the boglet (my neologism) plainly in a propitious way.