Es fällt ein Stern herunter

A star, a star is falling
Out of the glittering sky!
The star of Love! I watch it
Sink in the depths and die.

The leaves and buds are falling
From many an apple-tree;
I watch the mirthful breezes
Embrace them wantonly.

A swan, a swan is singing;
I watch it floating by;
And, drooping low and lower,
The song and singer die.

It is so dark and silent!
The star that burned so long
Is dust; the leaves are ashes;
Hushed is the swan's last song.