Rainer Maria Rilke - Memories of a Childhood lyrics

The darkness hung like richness in the room When like a dream the mother entered there And then a gla**'s tinkle stirred the air Near where a boy sat in the silent gloom. The room betrayed the mother—so she felt— She kissed her boy and questioned "Are you here?" And with a gesture that he held most dear Down for a moment by his side she knelt. Toward the piano they both shyly glanced For she would sing to him on many a night, And the child seated in the fading light Would listen strangely as if half entranced, His large eyes fastened with a quiet glow Upon the hand which by her ring seemed bent And slowly wandering o'er the white keys went Moving as though against a drift of snow.