75 (do not call him to)

DO NOT CALL him to thy house, the dreamer,

who walks alone by thy path

in the night.

His words are those of a strange land,

and strange is the melody

played by him on his one-stringed lute.

There is no need for thee to spread a seat for him;

he will depart before day-break.

For in the feast of freedom

he is asked to sing

the praise of the new-born light.