Ich habe an seiner Brust geruht,
In seinen Armen schlief ich ein,
Und kreuzt er nimmer meinen Weg --
Er war doch eine Stunde mein!
Und wenn ich dieser Stunde Glück
Mit meinem Leben zahlen müßt',
Ich ginge lächelnd in den Tod --
Er hat mich einmal, einmal geküßt.
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- ENG English (Sharon Krebs) , copyright © 2023, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
- FRE French (Français) (Pierre Mathé) , "Durant une heure", copyright © 2012, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
Research team for this page: John Versmoren , Sharon Krebs
[Senior Associate Editor]This text was added to the website between May 1995 and September 2003.
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I rested upon his bosom,
I fell asleep in his arms,
And though he may never cross my path again --
He was mine for one hour!
And if I would have to pay for
This hour of happiness with my life,
I would go smiling into death --
For once, once he kissed me.