The day is no more [German translation]

The day is no more,

the shadow is upon the earth.

It is time that I go to the stream

to fill my pitcher.

The evening air is eager

with the sad music of the water.

Ah, it calls me out into the dusk.

In the lonely lane there is no passer-by,

the wind is up,

the ripples are rampant in the river.

I know not if I shall come back home.

I know not whom I shall chance to meet.

There at the fording in the little boat

the unknown man plays upon his lute.

• Artist:Rabindranath Tagore