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Wir wandeln durch die stumme Nacht, Der Tamtam ist verklungen; Du schmiegst an meine Brust dich an, Ich halte dich unschlungen. Und wo die dunklen Ypern stehn, Ernst wie ein Schwarz Gerüste, Da fand ich deinen kleinen Mund, Die rothe Perlenküste. Und langsam sind wir weiter dann, Weiß ich wohin? gegangen. Ein hellblau Band im Morgen hing, Der Tag hat angefangen. Um Ostern war's, der Frühling will Den letzten Frost entthronen. Du pflücktest einen Kranz für mich Von ersten Anemonen. Den legtest du mir um die Stirn, Die Sonne kam gezogen Und hat dir blendend um dein Haupt Ein Diadem gebogen. Du lehntest dich auf meinen Arm, Wir träumten ohn Ermessen. Die Menschen all im Lärm der Welt, Die hatten wir vergessen.
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View text with all available footnotesConfirmed with Detlev von Liliencron, Gesammelte Werke, zweiter Band Gedichte, Stuttgart, Berlin und Leipzig: Deutsche Verlags-Anstalt, 1923, pages 332-333.
Text Authorship:
- by Detlev von Liliencron (1844 - 1909), no title, appears in Festnacht und Frühgang, no. 2 [author's text checked 1 time against a primary source]
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We walk through the mute night, The tamtam has fallen silent; You press yourself against my breast, I hold you in my embrace. And where the dark cypresses stand, As solemnly as a black scaffolding, There I found your small mouth, The red coastline of pearls. And slowly then we walked on, I know not where? A light blue ribbon hung in the morning, The day has begun. It was around Easter, spring wishes To depose the final frost. You picked for me a wreath Of the first anemones. You placed it round my brow, The sun appeared And blindingly encircled your head With a diadem. You leaned upon my arm, We dreamed without limit. All of the people in the noise of the world, Those we had forgotten.
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- a text in German (Deutsch) by Detlev von Liliencron (1844 - 1909), no title, appears in Festnacht und Frühgang, no. 2
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This text was added to the website: 2019-06-08
Line count: 24
Word count: 130
