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Ich sitze manchen langen Tag
Mit meinem Kind am grünen Hag,
Wo ich an seinem Herzen lag,
Am Herzen lag!
Da nahm er mich in seinen Arm
Und küßte mich so warm, so warm — —
Davon mir wurde bittrer Harm,
Ja bittrer Harm.
Sie stießen aus dem Elternhaus
In Nacht und Nebel mich hinaus —
Da ging mir wohl das Lachen aus,
Das Lachen aus.
Ich wäre tot schon sicherlich,
Mein armes Kind, du dauerst mich,
Möcht' fluchen dir und küsse dich,
Und küsse dich!
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This text was added to the website between May 1995 and September 2003.
Line count: 16
Word count: 92
Many a long day I sit with my child on the green heath, where I lay on his heart, on his heart! There he took me in his arms and kissed me so warmly, so ardently - and then bitter grief befell me, yes, bitter grief. They drove me from my parents' house, into the night and fog — and all the laughter left me, left me. I should really be dead, my poor child — I feel sorry for you. I want to curse you and kiss you, and kiss you!
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