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X. Spring.
“Der Frühling ist gekommen.”—
Stollberg.
Stollberg.
The Spring, the Spring is coming;
The birds are merrily singing:
The Spring, the Spring is coming;
We hear the nightingale,—
In shade of rose, at evening,
We hear the nightingale.
The birds are merrily singing:
The Spring, the Spring is coming;
We hear the nightingale,—
In shade of rose, at evening,
We hear the nightingale.
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The yellow buds are breaking;
The flowers in meadow are blowing;
And gentle winds are playing
Along the grassy vale,
Around the airy mountain,
And down the grassy vale.
The flowers in meadow are blowing;
And gentle winds are playing
Along the grassy vale,
Around the airy mountain,
And down the grassy vale.
The Spring, the Spring is with us,
And light the swallow is flitting;
The Spring, the Spring is with us,—
It brings the nightingale,—
In cool of shady evening,
It brings the nightingale.
And light the swallow is flitting;
The Spring, the Spring is with us,—
It brings the nightingale,—
In cool of shady evening,
It brings the nightingale.
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