In Feindesland die graue Spätherbstnacht, in Einsamkeit halt ich die lange Wacht. Der Ort ist sicher. Ferne Heer um Heer ist eingegraben tief im Nebelmeer. Von blauen Küsten fern und sonnenhell durch meine Seele zieht ein Ritornell. Ein Ding zum Lachen und zum Weinen auch, vergeßne Blüte am verwelkten Strauch. Da ich es hörte, war an meiner Seit' dein strahlend Lächeln voller Traurigkeit.
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Text Authorship:
- by Hans Fritz von Zwehl (1883 - 1966) [author's text not yet checked against a primary source]
Musical settings (art songs, Lieder, mélodies, (etc.), choral pieces, and other vocal works set to this text), listed by composer (not necessarily exhaustive):
- by Yrjö Henrik Kilpinen (1892 - 1959), "Nachts auf Posten", op. 79 no. 6 (193-?) [sung text checked 1 time]
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