Anton Wildgans

(17 April 1881 - 3 May 1932 / Vienna)

Wo all diese Lieder empfangen sind - Poem by Anton Wildgans

Wo all diese Lieder empfangen sind,
Da ist deine Heimat, du blondes Kind.
Dies Himmelland, Hügelland, grün gefildet,
Hat dir die junge Seele gebildet.
Was immer in fremder Welt dir begegnet,
Hier bleibe zu Hause, hier bist du gesegnet.


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Poem Submitted: Thursday, May 31, 2012

Poem Edited: Thursday, May 31, 2012


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