Mich hat der Herbst betrogen,
Dir, Mutter, sei's geklagt:
Die Schwalb' ist fortgezogen,
Und hat mir's nicht gesagt.
Und hat mit weggenommen
Das Licht, den Sonnenschein,
Und wenn sie wiederkommen,
Werd' ich gestorben sein.
Note: Some later editions have the title "Winterahnung."
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- CAT Catalan (Català) (Salvador Pila) , copyright © 2014, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
- ENG English (Sharon Krebs) , copyright © 2024, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
- FRE French (Français) (David Le Marrec) , copyright © 2008, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
Research team for this page: Peter Donderwinkel , Sharon Krebs
[Senior Associate Editor]This text was added to the website between May 1995 and September 2003.
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Autumn has deceived me,
To you, Mother, I lament it:
The swallow has flown away,
And did not tell me of it.
And has taken away with it
The light, the sunshine,
And when they return
I shall have died.