by Karl von Lemcke (1831-1913)
from Lieder und Gedichte, Hamburg, published 1861
I sat at your feet
In the loneliness of the forest;
The breath of the wind, like longing,
Went through the broad treetops.
.
In mute struggle I sank
my head into your lap,
And my shaking hands
I clasped about your knees.
.
The sun set,
The day lost its glow,
Far, far, far away
Sang a single nightingale.