Heine - The Homecoming
In my dark even to life once a
Radiated sweet picture;
Now the sweet picture hereditary
Am I nachtumhüllt entirely.
If the children are in the dark,
is anxious to ban her mind,
And to her fear, she
singing a loud song.
I, a great kid, I sing
Jetzo in the dark;
Does this song not amusing to me but
Hats, free from fear.
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