Einsamkeit
Loneliness
Winterreise A Journey into Winter
Müller
Like a dull cloud
Crossing a clear sky
When some light breeze
Makes the tree-tops sigh,
So, with weary tread
I make my way
Into a world that’s bright and gay,
Unwelcome and alone.
The air’s so calm,
This world’s so fair;
Then, when storms were raging,
Pain was less hard to bear.
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