Prayer and Meditation

While I lay asleep, probably an hour before daybreak, a little swallow sang to me on the tree outside the window, I hardly heard it. An hour before day. Listen to what I tell you, I'm suing your darling. While I'm doing this singing, he hearts a love in good rest, probably an hour before day.

Oh dear! don't say any more! Quiet, don't like to hear! Fly away, fly away from my tree! Ah, love and trust is like a dream a little hour before day. Look, darling, here in the Waldestal the little spot is unforgettable, where kissing we sat for the last time last fall! And see, now the first primroses have woken up in golden costume here at the same place, as if it were Lenze's threshold! Do you see how love works wonders, that when the snow has melted, where a pair of lovers rested, the first primroses sprout?

Now, when the moss and grass swell, we want to order the primrose seed for next year in the forest area with double zeal. Then we smile at our prank, when mountains and valleys swarm and no one knows why the primroses have gotten so rich.

Region Lake Zurich - Wedding Celebration

The stars shoot so merrily at the bottom of the sky, your sweetheart sends greetings from far, far away! Has a zither hanging on the door, unnoticed. The wind has gone through the strings at night. Then swung up from the lattice over the mountains, over the forest.

My heart is the zither, makes a happy sound. When the muffled embers struggle to breathe, then the flame's power bursts forth with full fury. So, the tormented heart, it mustn't come close to the heart. The pain of love finally breaks its own path.