Grief for the Beloved

I strolled among the trees
with my forlorn misery.

There old dreams came
and crawled inside my heart.

Winged creatures of the breezy statures,
who has shown you this melody.

Be quiet! At the point when My heart hears you
it floods with torment.

There was a young lady who
who liked to sing.
I enjoyed
loveliness of her voice..

You ought not sing to me,
awesome brilliant winged creatures.

You wish to steal my despondency.
But nobody will make me happy.

Heinrich Heine

Translator and Photographer

Walk in the wilderness among trees brings a lot of creative inspiration.


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