The stars are motionless...
(Germany) Heine
The stars are motionless,
high The earth hangs in the sky,
Looking at each other for thousands of years,
with the pain of love.
They speak a language,
so rich and beautiful;
but no linguist
can understand this language speech.
But I learned it,
I will never forget it;
The grammar for my use
is the face of my lover .
I stand on the top of a mountain
(Germany) Heine
I stand on the top of a mountain,
I always feel infinitely hurt Affection.
If I were a little bird,
I would sigh thousands of times.
I am a swallow,
I want to fly to your side,
Build my little nest,
Lean against your door or window.
If I were a nightingale,
I would fly to your side,
From the lush green Bodhi tree,
< p>Sing for you every night.If I were a warbler,
I would immediately fly into your arms.
You love fools very much,
Heal the fool's wounds.
On the wings of song...
(Germany) Heine
On the wings of song,
Dear, Follow me,
to the bank of the Ganges,
the most beautiful place;
the earth garden is full of red flowers,< /p>
The moon is radiating light,
The jade lotus is waiting there,
waiting for her little sister.
The violet whispers with a smile,
Looking up at the bright stars,
The rose whispers her fragrant mood;
That The gentle and lovely antelope,
jumped over and listened carefully;
The waves of the holy river in the distance made a roar.
I want to land with you both
In the coconut forest over there,
Enjoying love and tranquility,
Being sweet and happy dream.
Lorelai
(Germany) Heine
I don’t know why,
I am so sad;
An ancient myth,
has always been lingering in my heart.
The Rhine River flows quietly,
the dusk is dim and the breeze is cool;
in the evening sun,
the mountain peaks shine With glowing light.
A stunning girl,
sitting magically on the top of the mountain,
She has golden hair,
gold The jewelry glowed golden.
While combing her hair with a gold comb,
she sang while singing;
The tune was very wonderful
and very touching.
The boatman sitting in the boat,
causes infinite sadness; he does not look at the reef in front,
he only looks up to the heights.
I think that the boat and the boat were both buried in the waves in the end;
This is the Lorelei Banshee
Used Her singing caused.
Put your face against mine
(Germany) Heine
Put your face against my face,
< p>The tears will flow together;Put your heart close to my heart,
The fire of love will burst out together!
Waiting for our flood of tears
to flow into the blazing fire,
Waiting for my arms to hug you tightly——
I am willing to die for love!
I once dreamed of passionate love
(Germany) Heine
I once dreamed of passionate love,
And beautiful curls, myrtle and mignonette,
I have dreamed of sweet lips and bitter words,
And the melancholy music of melancholy songs.
The dreams of the past have long faded and drifted away,
Even the beautiful shadows in the dream have disappeared!
All that is left to me is this soft melody,
and the fanatical verses made from this melody.
The songs you left alone, drift away,
Go and pursue my long-lost old dream!
When you see it, please say hello to it for me.
I want to send an empty sigh to the empty dream shadow.
Now I should think deeply
(Germany) Heine
Now I should think deeply,
get rid of all daydreams;
I have been a comedian for a long time,
I will perform this comedy with you.
The luxurious background is all painted in the
romantic style.
My knight costume is golden and shining.
I have The most delicate tenderness.
Now I want to be serious,
get rid of stupid behavior,
I am always doing comedy,
but always feel pain .
Oh my God! I was just talking nonsense,
expressing my feelings;
I risked being stabbed through the chest,
playing the role of a dying sword fighter .
I cried in my sleep
(Germany) Heine
I cried in my sleep
I dreamed of you in the tomb in deep sleep.
When I woke up, tears
were still streaming down my face.
I cried in my sleep,
I dreamed that you abandoned me.
When I woke up, I still
wept sadly for a long time.
I cried in my sleep,
I dreamed that you didn’t change my heart.
When I woke up, my tears
were still flowing like a tide.
Resurface, the old dream of the past
(Germany) Heine
Resurface, the old dream of the past!
Open, you, my heart!
Let the songs of joy and the tears of sadness
flow out miraculously together.
I want to hang out in the fir forest,
where the lively springs run,
where the majestic elk roam, and where the lovely thrush sings.
I want to climb to that mountain,
to the steep top of the mountain,
there are the ruins of the ancient castle
Alone in the morning light.
I want to sit there quietly,
missing the ancient times,
those glorious ancient families
and the depression Buried glory.
The arena is now covered with weeds.
There once was a brave warrior there.
He defeated a clever opponent.
The reward for winning a duel.
The balcony is covered with ivy,
There once was a beautiful woman there,
She conquered that place with her eyes
A distinguished award-winner.
Alas! The victorious warriors and beauties,
they were defeated by death again -
The skinny knight with a sickle in his hand
will knock us all down In the sand!
Revealed in memory
(Germany) Heine
Revealed in memory
The long-faded figure— —
What did you say to me,
that touched my heart so much?
Don’t say you love me! I know that
the most beautiful things in the world,
spring and love,
will inevitably disappear in the future.
Don’t say you love me!
Just
kiss me silently,
Just smile, if I show you withered roses tomorrow
I feel tired in my cold heart
(Germany) Heine
I feel tired in my cold heart,
I walk away tired of After passing through the cold earth,
the renovation is almost withered, and the wet mist hugs the fields
and the fields have long since died.
The wind whistled, and the falling red leaves
were swept by the wind and swayed in the sky.
The woods were weeping and the wilderness was sighing.
And the worst part was, it started to rain.
I love a flower
(Germany) Heine
I love a flower, but I don’t know which one it is,
< p>How sad it makes me.I looked at all the calyxes and stamens,
I wanted to find a heart.
The flowers exhale their fragrance in the sunset,
The nightingale sings on the branches,
I am looking for a heart as beautiful as mine,
Dance like mine.
The nightingale sings on the branch,
I understand its song,
It is as sad and sad as me,
I As sad and sad as it is.
Warm spring night
(Germany) Heine
It is a warm spring night,
it makes the flowers bloom;< /p>
If my heart is not careful, who will I fall in love with?
I wonder who among the flowers,
will haunt my heart?
The singing nightingale warned,
Be most careful with lilies.
Alas! I long for tears in my heart
(Germany) Heine
Alas! I long for tears in my heart,
tears of bitter and sweet love,
I am really worried that this desire
will finally come true.
Alas, the sweet pain of love
and the bitter joy of love,
are tormenting me wonderfully again,
Digging into my newly healed heart.
Whenever you pass by me
(Germany) Heine
Whenever you pass by me,
As long as the skirt of your clothes Touch me,
My heart immediately jumps for joy,
Fanatically following your footsteps.
But once you turned around,
glare at me with wide eyes,
my heart immediately panicked,
Stop and stop moving forward.
Endless worries
(Germany) Heine
Death is calling me - ah; dear,
I hope I can be separated from you in the forest,
where dense fir trees grow,
wolves howl, vultures cry,
the wild boar can Snorting like protein,
This yellow-haired boar’s beloved wife.
Death is calling me - my love,
If I can be separated from you on the sea,
I will be more contented,
Even if the arctic wind violently beats the waves,
rising from the abyss
living on the bottom of the sea
with open blood basin Big mouth
Sharks and crocodiles -
Miss me, Mathilde, my dear,
The furious ocean and the wild forest
It’s not that dangerous;
What’s dangerous is where we live now!
No matter how terrifying wolves and vultures are,
No matter how terrifying sharks and sea monsters are,
more terrifying and ferocious beasts are there
Paris. Yes, Paris -
This splendid capital of the world,
singing and dancing, grotesque,
the devil's paradise, the angel's hell -< /p>
If you want me to break up with you here,
How can I not get angry?
Black flies were flying around my bedside,
humming and laughing at me;
These scoundrels landed on my forehead
< p>And on the nose - living in pitiful condition!Some of them have human-like faces,
and their noses look like the Indian elephant-headed god. ——
At this time, my head was also noisy.
I think I am packing my luggage.
My reason is about to leave——< /p>
Oh, how sad! ——It actually set off before me.
A match made in heaven
(Germany) Heine
You look at me, tears welling up,
Think you are crying for me Unfortunately -
You don’t know, my dear,
You are also responsible for these tears!
Ah, tell me, do you have any premonitions
It always disturbs your mind?
Is there a premonition that tells you that we are destined to be connected?
Together, we are happy and happy.
When we are separated, there is only suffering and sinking.
It is written in the big book of destiny,
We should love each other.
My arms are your destination,
Your self awakens here;
Flowers, it is my kiss
Allowing you to lift the chaos of plants;
The value of your life has increased——
I gave your body a soul.
Now the answer to the mystery has been revealed,
The sand in the leakage of time has been drained away——
Ah, don’t cry, this is how fate should be——
I will leave, and you will wither alone;
Withered and haggard, before it blooms,
Smoke is extinguished and fire is extinguished, but it is not yet blazing and vigorous;
You are already dead before you can live,
Death has already seized your soul.
Now I know, God is my witness,
You are the woman I truly love!
How tragic, just when I was realizing it,
the bell of eternal separation rang through the sky!
Welcome and say goodbye at the same moment,
Today we are busy moving forward.
We will never meet again, even in the second world of heaven.
Your beauty will be reduced to dust,
Floated in the wind, and the remaining sound will be lost.
We poets are different,
Death cannot defeat us.
What does the destruction of the world do to me?
We can enjoy eternal life in the country of poetry.
Avalon, the land of immortal fairies——
p>
Farewell to the series,
Only the body of the beauty remains!
You must have a pair of good eyes
(Germany) Heine
You must have a pair of good eyes,
can see through me Song,
You will see a beautiful woman,
wandering in my song.
You must have a pair of good ears,
can hear her voice,
her sighs, laughter and singing,
People disturb your poor heart.
She will confuse you with her eyes and words,
as she confuses me to plummet,
You will estimate the dream of love,
Lost in the endless dense forest.
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