Es Liegt Der Heisse Sommer Poem by Heinrich Heine

Es Liegt Der Heisse Sommer

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There lies the heat of summer
On your cheek’s lovely art:
There lies the cold of winter
Within your little heart.
That will change, beloved,
The end not as the start!
Winter on your cheek then,
Summer in your heart.

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Fispán Géza 09 October 2020

Heine versét Babbits Mihály így fordította: A hajad oly fekete, a ruhád oly fehér: az ifjuság igérete az élettel felér. Ó, csal az ember élete! ki tudja, mi nem ér? Ruhád is lesz még fekete, hajad is lesz fehér...

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Terry Craddock 08 October 2020

A Blush On Her Cheek Burns With Fire a blush on her cheek heated instantly turns winter to summer she is shadow alone no longer a cold heart turns into something warmer shy beloved turning a cold social face to watching world while quick fire flame love lights her heart it seems to romantic dreams Inspired by the poem 'Es Liegt Der Heisse Sommer' by the poet Heinrich Heine Dedicated to the poet Henrich Heine.

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Terry Craddock 16 December 2016

A blush on her heated cheek and a cold heart turns into the beloved turning a cold social face to the world while the fire of love lights her heart it seems?

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