English Translation

The old man nods: "Soon, soon. " Then he adjusts the load on his shoulders again and moves on. A straight tree he murmurs on her, why then the big wheels wrapped in straw set on fire and his back, a young, strong, small fir tree. to be rolled down the mountain over at the stone circle?" "Father, why do we actually set up the fir? What does that mean?" "Because then, Father, little Gunthar says, "the sun descends again. They have come out of the forest to a clearing on which the Father continues: "And when the sun now opens ever deeper and deeper down - view far beyond the hilly landscape. At the bottom you can see Ravch. the fields become bald and the forest becomes yellow and pale, the frost giants The farmer shows down: "There the mother prepares the julessen. We and the ice giants go over the earth." come home at the right hour." "And if the sun does not come again?" calls little Thietmar. "Yes, but father, what does it mean that you carry the ton tree with you every year - "Then we all have to die! But look, boy, just like life brings, that you always go with us to the forest in jul time and no one rises a word in the trees again, then all things come to say again in this hour, dari, if you get dos trees?" For this night is the mother's eight." The big old farmer blows in his bushy full beard and places the "why is this actually called "Mother's Night, Father?" the youngest of his boys the old, heavy, cracked hand on the fur cap: "Go, the old farmer goes ahead in gear, then after a short thought tells the listener at the tree there whether you hear anything." Children: "Because this night all life is born again. - I want to tell you The boy also goes quite obediently, puts his little ear to the tree a beautiful story: Once your Ürahn is on top of the stone circle and then comes again: "I hear nothing, Father!" stood at the summer solstice at midnight. And as he stood there, the old farmer smiles over his wind-red, rough face, from which the great one called an owl up from the tree. The owls know the old things, All-father's nose stands out and two clever, old, mischievous eyes shine: "You see, Wotan has his ravens, who tell him about all things, and Mother Freia as you are still stupid! In the tree is the greatest miracle in has its owls, which explain all secret things to it. Therefore the gods of this hour know, only you can not hear it." up there more about the people than the people believe, just as mother and the other boy interferes: "Say, Father, what do you mean?" I always know everything you do without you knowing. And when the owl cried, your ancestor saw a lily bloom before him, and the lily said to him, "Have you, my boy, broken a branch or a branch from the tree once in the summer or spring? What did you see at the point of rupture?" to him: 'Put me down and close the mountain with me.' Then the ancestors plowed off the lilies and closed the mountain. Then he could look into the mountain a hundred feet deep "That was juice, father. Mother says that is the blood of the trees." But there inside . . "Right, my boy, and if the blood is in the trees, then the leaves grow, the oak carries its acorns to the pigs for food, the pear tree "Father, I also want to know once what was down there in the mountain." But if you now to the cold "Yes, down there in the mountain he saw a cradle, which was entirely of gold, in the autumn time a branch broken off, what is then?" Cradle laq a little child in the radiating wreath. But the little child shone like the "Then, Father, is no or very little juice in the branch, then his leaves are sun. And when he had seen this, the mountain closed itself. That and the fruits have fallen off for a long time. The wood is then almost as dead." Lilie had disappeared, but himself was light and free around the heart." "Or it sleeps only. The tree sleeps, its juice sinks deeper and deeper into it "And that was the dear sun that is now returning in the winter?" They have now come close to the old, large yard. Mighty lies "And what should I hear now, Father?" he there with his heavy wooden beams, with the horse heads above the roof first. "Now, in this hour, the juice in the tree has its deepest state - the father says quietly and seriously: "Yes, that probably means the new sun, or reaches, and from now on he will begin to rise again until in the spring we will say: If the frost giants and ice giants bring all life in the world new green leaves and in the summer fruits." to freeze when the snow is like a shroud over the earth, "Oh, Father, how beautiful is that! And that's always so?" then the golden child is born. Then the big wheel of the bet turns back to new life. This is the pious faith of our ancestors, boys." The old Baver keeps still and shows with the hunting spear about the landscape: "That's always the case, that was already the case when our ancestors built their farms here, and "And why hasn't Mother spun in these days?" that will still be when tousing and but a thousand years pass." "Before the great wheel of the world turns again, on these quiet nights, "But, Father, how does this come?" all spinning wheels stand still, so all things in the world want us to "You see the sun. Have you ever observed how this in the spring admonishes that now is holy time. And therefore we eat the red-baked apple, and in the summer is with it?" Red like the sun, therefore you get the nuts, which consist of two halves Now the other boy interferes: "Yes, Father, the sun always rises like the year and in which the sweet, living nucleus is contained. All things higher and higher, it gets warmer and warmer, and finally the sun is full of good order. They all want us to remind that we also help high up on the height . . .." in the good course of this world." "Yes, boy, this is the holy place in the year where we summer solstice They have come to the gate. There the father raises the hunting spear and shows celebrate. Then we rejoice that dos dear light stands above, upon us all- over the swastika on the wooden post: "See the sign, boys, which means shines and gives life and growth to all things for good harvest. But know the eternal way of the world; from darkness to light and about death to new life! And therefore we also take the green tree that night in 46 47