Maxioms by Heinrich Heine
In blissful dream, in silent night,
There came to me, with magic might,
With magic might, my read more
In blissful dream, in silent night,
There came to me, with magic might,
With magic might, my own sweet love,
Into my little room above.
If thou lookest on the lime-leaf,
Thou a heart's form will discover;
Therefore are the lindens ever
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If thou lookest on the lime-leaf,
Thou a heart's form will discover;
Therefore are the lindens ever
Chosen seats of each fond lover.
God will pardon me. It is his trade.
God will pardon me. It is his trade.
