The marvelous winter has come
with the most tender Christmas Eve

Klaus Werner Swamp-Man awaits dream
august Moment is revealed

Klaus a forester lives alone
in a clear home amidst the grove

In the evening praying by table
he enjoyed freedom of silence

Oracular characters come
after rook has visited his

The rook knows from the black raven
that there are marsh-treasure hidden

Next hydra bangs on the window
she gives to Werner the obol

He enchants tenderly the guest:
The eternal moor! Dream with us!<

Then a Stymphalian’s birdlet comes
flying in dazzling-brilliant ways

The bird gives away an obol
the man told him the gorgeous words

Eternal moory landscape dwell!
such for the ghosts a meek landscape<

Hereafter attends – Dionysus
sir of numinous moory homes

Third obolus – given away
therefor can be valid Klaus’ dream

Oboli are being given
Be the fen full of tender myths!<

Mister Swamp-Man boasts of marshlands
they are free in eternities

Rook is nidifying in tree
the plant stays over the moor-mist

Bewitched landscape and dreamy bog
and women dream of moory fog

Two women seem to have been enchanted of the boglet (my neologism) plainly in a propitious way.