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ON WINGS OF SONG by HEINRICH HEINE

First Line: ON WINGS OF SONG - AH, LIGHTLY
Last Line: AND DREAMING DREAMS OF BALM.
On wings of song--ah, lightly,
Heart's dearest, I bear thee away:
A nook is beckoning brightly
Where Ganges' waters play.

A blooming red garden is lying
In moonlight calm and clear,
The lotos flowers are sighing
For thee, their sister dear.

The violets banter and slyly
They peep at the star-rays pale,
The roses are whispering shyly
Some fragrant fairy-tale.

the gentle gazelles come leaping,
And hearken what we say;
The sacred river is sweeping
And murmuring far away.

Beloved, let us be sinking
Under the shady palm.
The blissful quiet drinking
And dreaming dreams of balm.



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