Lucia by Elsa Carlsson

Now midwinter’s twilight covers the earth
the sun is hiding in the shaded valleys
and little trolls tiptoe down dark crannies
but children dream of Christmas lights.

Then Lucia walks in the gloom of the winter night
with lights shimmering over her forehead
she sits at sleeping children’s bedsides
and children’s dreams come true.

For centuries she has moved in Advent’s wake
to solace the tired human spirit
with her promise of Christmas to come
and light over dark lands.

From farm to farm she sends her word
that at Christmas with the doors ajar
in the night air strange sounds will be heard:
He comes, your king, as you wait.


Date: 1922

By: Elsa Carlsson (1882-1965)

Translated by: flusteredduck


2 Comments to “Lucia by Elsa Carlsson”

  1. Nice translation, Julie. I don’t know the original, of course, but it’s simple, straightforward and musical, and the choice of words is evocative and seems apt.

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