정화된 밤
photo from http://www.sfcomplex.org/2012/02/counterpoint/ Transfigured Night (Verklärte Nacht) Two people walk through a bare, cold grove; The moon races along with them, they look into it. The moon races over tall oaks, No cloud obscures the light from the sky, Into which the black points of the boughs reach. A woman’s voice speaks: I’m carrying a child, and not yours, I walk in sin beside you...