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Слушать(AI)Wenn Ich Beseligt
When I’m made happy by lovely kisses,
Lying so sweetly in your arms’ prisons,
You mustn’t speak of Germany to me –I just can’t stand it – I have my reasons.
Oh, leave me in peace about Germany!
Don’t plague me with endless questions,
Homeland, tribe, and national customs –I have my reasons – I just can’t stand it.
The oak trees are green: blue are the
Of German women: they pine in
And sigh about faith, hope, love, but I,
I just can’t stand it – I have my reasons.
Heinrich Heine
Heinrich Heine (13 December 1797 – 17 February 1856) was a German poet, writer and literary critic. He is best known outside Germany for his ear
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Ich Hatte Einst
I had a lovely homeland long ago The oak trees seemed So tall there, and the violets blew so sweet It was a dream It kissed me in German, spoke in German(You’d scarce
The Tear
The latest light of Upon the waters shone, And still we sat in the lonely hut, In silence and alone
Why The Roses Are So Pale
O dearest, canst thou tell me why The rose should be so pale And why the azure violet Should wither in the vale And why the lark should in the cloud So sorrowfully sing And why from loveliest balsam-buds A scent of death should spring
Gedächtnisfeier
Not a Mass will be sung then, Not a Kaddish will be said, Nothing sung, and nothing spoken, On the day when I am dead
