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Regen über der Stadt, und mein Herze steht in Tränen. Ich weiß nicht, was es hat: mein Herz ist voll Sehnen. Dies ruhige Regenklopfen auf den Dächern und Gassen. Leise trommeln die Tropfen: Verlassen, verlassen! Warum nur muss ich weinen? Mein Herz ist am Verscheiden. Warum? Ich weiss ja keinen Grund, solchen Gram zu leiden! O das ist bitt're Pein: so sonder Lieb und Groll unsäglich traurig sein, das Herz von Tränen voll.
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This text was added to the website: 2010-11-19
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Rain over the city, and my heart stands tear-filled. I know not what is bothering it: my heart is full of longing. This quiet knocking of the rain on the roofs and streets- Softly pound the drops: Forsaken, forsaken! Why must I weep? My heart is about to die. Why? I know of no Reason for suffering such pain! Oh, that is bitter pain: So entirely without love and resentment to be unfathomably sad, the heart full of tears.
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