Moonlit Night It was as though the heavens Had silently kissed the earth, Such that in the blossoms’ lustre She was caught in dreams of them The wind crossed through the fields, And swayed the heads of grain The forest softly rustled How starry was the night And my soul spread Far its wings And sailed o’er the hushed lands As if gliding home Joseph Freiherr von Eichendorff, Gedichte, Berlin [Duncker und Humblot] 1837, S. 391. Music: Robert Schumann
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