Gefrorene Tränen
Frozen Tears
Winterreise A Journey into Winter
Müller
Frozen drops
Fall from my cheeks –
Could I have wept
Unawares?
Yes, tears. Oh, tears
That you should be so tepid
As to set in beads of ice
Like gentle morning dew!
You that were pressed red-hot
From my heart
As if to melt
The whole of Winter!
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