Wehe, so willst du mich wieder
Aha! So you would constrain me
von Platen
Aha! So you would constrain
Me again, you fetters?
Get up, go out into the air,
Express that which the soul demands;
Express it in impassioned song.
Drink in the spirit of the heavens.
Fight your way into the wind
That it may cool your cheek.
Hail the heavens with joy!
And if you should experience fear
Faced by the immeasurable,
Expel that enemy from your heart.
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