Author Heinrich Heine Es ziehen die brausenden Wellen The waves draw in and stumble Upon the strand; They crumble as they tumble Over the sand. With strength and an increasing Power they roar; Their energy's unceasing ā What is it for? Rate this poem Select ratingGive it 1/5Give it 2/5Give it 3/5Give it 4/5Give it 5/5 No votes yet Rate Log in or register to post comments