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Es geht ein Liedchen im Volke, Die Mädchen singen's zur Nacht, Wenn unter den wogenden Ähren Im Felde die Sehnsucht erwacht. Das Lied vom zerbrochenen Ringlein Und von der Mühle im Grund, Die Wasser wogten und rauschten, Dem Burschen war gar so wund. Ich sang's so oft mit den Andern, Nun schleich' ich mich leise vorbei Und berge das Haupt in den Händen: "Das Ringlein sprang entzwei."
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This text was added to the website: 2009-04-21
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There is a song circulating among the people, The girls sing it at night, When, under the billowing wheat In the field, yearning awakens. The song of the broken ring And of the mill in the vale, The waters surged and swooshed, The lad was oh, so heartsore. I sang it so often with the others, Now I creep quietly past them And bury my head in my hands: "My ring broke in two."
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