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Слушать(AI)My Darling We Sat Together
My darling, we sat together,
We two, in our frail boat;
The night was calm o'er the wide sea Whereon we were afloat. The Specter-Island, the lovely,
Lay dim in the moon's mild glance;
There sounded sweetest music,
There waved the shadowy dance. It sounded sweeter and sweeter,
It waved there to and fro;
But we slid past forlornly Upon the great sea-flow.
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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