Munch Suite: Separation

Separation

I give her the soft beauty of the summer night

Over her I pour the splendor of the setting sun

Over her hair, over her face

Over her white dress: shining gold

I picture her against the dreaming blue sea

With the undulating, serpentine lines of the seashore

Thus she leaves him, who still understands nothing

But as in a dream he feels her leaving

Slowly she walked down toward the sea

Farther and farther away

He stands amidst blood-red flowers

In the deep blue shadows of evening

He doesn't fully grasp what has happened

Although she herself has disappeared across the sea

He feels how several fine threads

Are stuck in his heart

It bleeds and hurts like an open sore that does not heal

When you abandoned me there by the sea

It was as if fine threads still united us

It hurt as in a sore