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Se, Solen blusser saa elskovsrød! Den lægger sit Hoved i Bølgens Skjød. Dog, hvem kan skildre det red med Ord! Tilbedende tier den hele Jord, Kun Blomsterne nikke i Vinden, De kysse hinanden paa Kinden. I Bugten hist, hvor Sivene gro, Der gynge i Baaden de Elskende to; I Havet, i Øjet og højt i det Blaa, Alle tre Steder jo Himle staa, Men allerherligst blandt disse Er Øjets Himmel tilvisse. Den Himmel ejer det reneste Blaa, Og Tankerne der som Stjerner staa; Der skuer man klart i Aandernes Land, Man føler sig Barn, og dog en Mand, hver Tanke mod Himlen sig taber, Og Hjertet tror paa sin Skaber.
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Look, the sun is blushing so red! It rests its head on the waves’ lap But who can portray that red with words All the world hushes in adoration Only flowers nod in the wind They kiss each other on the cheek. In the bay, where reeds grow Rocking in the boat, the lovers two In sea, in eye, and on high, that blue Heaven stands in all three places But most amongst them Is surely the heaven in her eyes. Her sky is of the purest blue And her thoughts are like stars in it You can clearly see to the spirit land You feel a child, yet still a man Every thought is lost against that heaven And the heart believes in its creator.
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This text was added to the website: 2017-10-15
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