Wenn Ich, Beseligt von Schonen Küssen -
Wenn ich, beseligt von schonen Küssen
When in your arms and in our kisses
I find Love's sweet and happiest season,
My Germany you must never mention —
I cannot bear it: there is a reason.
Oh, silence your chatter on anything German;
You must not plague me or ask me to share it.
Be still when you think of my home or my kindred —
There is a reason: I cannot bear it.
The oaks are green, and the German women
Have smiling eyes that know no treason;
They speak of Love and Faith and Honor!
I cannot bear it — there is a reason.
When in your arms and in our kisses
I find Love's sweet and happiest season,
My Germany you must never mention —
I cannot bear it: there is a reason.
Oh, silence your chatter on anything German;
You must not plague me or ask me to share it.
Be still when you think of my home or my kindred —
There is a reason: I cannot bear it.
The oaks are green, and the German women
Have smiling eyes that know no treason;
They speak of Love and Faith and Honor!
I cannot bear it — there is a reason.
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