Hand of Daddy
The dead are transfigured into children for whom the
possible would still be possible, because they have not been.
(Father Cell Child)
Now the sun wants to rise as
brightly, Daddy
now the sun wants to rise
brightly
as if nothing terrible
happened Daddy,, Daddy
during the night.
The misfortune happened
only to me,
But the sun shines equally
Daddy.
You must not fold
the night into yourself
you must bathe it Daddy
in eternal light forever
a little light has gone
out in my tent
I must greet the joyful
light of the world.
Now I see why
with such dark flames
now I see why
your eyes flash, Daddy
at me in certain moments
O eyes, it was as if
in a single glance
you could concentrate
your full power Daddy
I will be back
again & again
again & again
you won’t know
how to rest
who to say to
yet I didn't realise,
because mists were floating
around me woven even by fate,
vah-tee, Otac, Père, Vater, Athair
Tad that your beam of light
was ready to be sent home,
again & again
again & again
the place from which
all beams emanate.
You wanted to tell me
with your light: to stay near you forever!
But that was taken away by fate.
Look straight at us,
because soon we will be far away!
What to you are only eyes
in these days, in the nights to come
will be only tears.
pah-pah of the father’s cell
(Against Mother)
When your mama
steps in through the door
I turn my head
to see her
but at the place nearer
the doorstep there
your little dear face
pah-bah bah-bah
mother enters
as always you
would come in too
scurrying in behind
do I dream or am I awake
Or do I see weakly mumurate
In the light, the dullness?
Not you, only a shadow
follows after mother
you are always mother’s shadow
gaze falls first
not on her face
but instead on the place
nearer the threshold
there, where your dear little face
would have been
were you in joyful brightness
were you to have entered too
O the father-cell of
extinguished light
of extinguished joy!
pah-bah bah-bah pah-bah bah-bah
pah-bah bah-bah pah-bah bah-bah
pah-bah bah-bah pah-bah bah-bah
pah-bah bah-bah pah-bah bah-bah
(The Hand of Daddy)
The day is fine,
don't be worried,
They've just gone for a long walk.
Yes indeed, they have just stepped out,
And now they are making their way
home. Don't be worried,
the day is fine.
They have simply made
a journey to those hills.
They have just gone out
And they will not be coming home again.
We'll go meet them on those hills,
In the sunlight,
the day is fine
On those hills.
In this weather,
in this windy storm,
I would never have sent
the children out.
They have been carried off,
I wasn't able to warn them!
In this weather,
in this gale,
I would never
have let the children out.
I feared they sickened:
those thoughts
now in vain.
In this weather,
in this storm,
I would never have let the children out,
I was anxious they might die
the next day:
now anxiety is pointless.
In this weather, in this windy storm,
I would never have sent the children out.
They have been carried off,
I wasn't able to warn them!
In this weather,
in this gale,
in this windy storm,
they rest as if in their mother's house:
frightened by no storm,
sheltered by
the Hand of Daddy
