Across The fields (Hermann Hesse Poems)
Across the sky, the clouds move,Across the fields, the wind,Across the fields the lost childOf my mother wanders.Across the street, ...
Across the sky, the clouds move,Across the fields, the wind,Across the fields the lost childOf my mother wanders.Across the street, ...
Only on me, the lonely one, The unending stars of the night shine, The stone fountain whispers its magic song, ...
Is this everything now, the quick delusions of flowers, And the down colors of the bright summer meadow, The soft ...
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