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Wie hübsch
die Blumen deiner
Seele, so zerbrechlich,
so sanft.

Seid ihr müde? 

Hier ist die Sonne,
Hier ist der Mond.
Küsst mich, denn euer Herz
Ist mein Leben.

How beautiful
the flowers of your
soul, so fragile,
so soft.

Are you (flowers) tired?

Here is the sun,
Here is the moon.
Kiss me (flowers), for your heart
Is my life.

 

 

This is a poem that I wrote last year in my German class. A friend has been urging me to post it for some time. I’ve provided a rough translation for my English friends.

-Sarai

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