Aus meinen Tränen spriessen
The Tears I weep are Flowers

Dichterliebe A Poet's Love


The tears I weep are flowers
Whose blossom never pales,
My sighs of deepest longing,
A choir of nightingales.

And if you love me, dearest,
These flowers shall be for you,
And the nightingale will sing her song
Especially for you, too.