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43. oldal
Someone whispers down in the garden; someone has left this black heaven. The
scent of apples up on the cupboard. Grandmother is lighting golden candles. O
how mild the autumn is. Soft our footsteps in the old park Sound under lofty trees.
Someone whispers down in the garden; someone has left this black heaven. The
scent of apples up on the cupboard. Grandmother is lighting golden candles. O
how mild the autumn is. Soft our footsteps in the old park Sound under lofty trees.
51. oldal
O how softly In autumn's brown stillness the garden decayed, Scent and sadness
of the ancient elder, When the silver voice of the angel died down in Sebastian's
shadow. [M.H.] Nachtlied Des Unbewegten Odem. Ein Tiergesicht Erstarrt vor ...
O how softly In autumn's brown stillness the garden decayed, Scent and sadness
of the ancient elder, When the silver voice of the angel died down in Sebastian's
shadow. [M.H.] Nachtlied Des Unbewegten Odem. Ein Tiergesicht Erstarrt vor ...
71. oldal
But the other descended the stone steps of the Mönchsberg, A blue smile on his
face, and strangely ensheathed In his quieter childhood, and died; And the silver
face of his friend stayed behind in the garden, Listening in the leaves or in the ...
But the other descended the stone steps of the Mönchsberg, A blue smile on his
face, and strangely ensheathed In his quieter childhood, and died; And the silver
face of his friend stayed behind in the garden, Listening in the leaves or in the ...
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