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Wie die Mondes Abbild zittert

As the moon's pale image trembles
In the sea's wild billows, even
While the moon herself in silence
Calmly walks across the heaven;

So you wander, my beloved
Calm and silent; while there waken
Tears and tremblings, as your image
Shakes because my heart is shaken.
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