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Слушать(AI)Mein Tag War Heiter
My day was happy, fortunate my night.
My People loved me when I struck the
Of Poetry.
Passion was my song, and fire:
There it kindled many a lovely light.
My summer’s still ablaze but I’ve
Dragged to the barn the crop I brought to birth –And now I have to leave all that the
Made so dear to me and loved so dearly!
The instrument sinks from my hand.
The glass breaks in splinters, that to my
Overconfidently,
I so cheerfully pressed.
Oh God!
How deeply bitter dying is!
How sweet and intimate the life of Man,
In this sweet, intimate and earthly nest.
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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