Täuschung
Delusion
Winterreise A Journey into Winter
Müller
A friendly light dances before me,
I follow wherever it goes,
I follow in the full knowledge
That it’s leading me by the nose.
Anyone who’s as wretched as I am
Will gladly submit to such tricks
Which beyond the dread and freezing
night
Might reveal a house where a homely
clock ticks
And my beloved, too, still looking the
same:
Ah, sweet delusion, the name of the game!
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