Emily Dickinson - Träumerei lyrics

In this dream that dogs me I am part Of a silent crowd walking under a wall Leaving a football match, perhaps, or a pit All moving the same way. After a while A second wall closes on our right Pressing us tighter. We are now shut in Like pigs down a concrete pa**age. When I lift My head, I see the walls have k**ed the sun And light is cold. Now a giant whitewashed D Comes on the second wall, but much too high For them to recognise: I await the E Watch it approach and pa**. By now We have ceased walking and travel Like water through sewers, steeply, despite The tread that goes on ringing like an anvil Under the striding A. I crook My arm to shield my face, for we must pa** Beneath the huge, decapitated cross White on the wall, the T, and I cannot halt The tread, the beat of it, it is my own heart The walls of my room rise, it is still night I have woken again before the word was spelt