.Herbstleyd, Herbstleyd.
Fahles Laub die Träne küsst,
sie fiel durch totes Fleysch.
Schmerz gebar die Todessehnsucht,
der Zerfall im Herbst.
Keine Welle schlägt das Wasser,
still geküsst vom Mondenscheyn.
Rote Tränen sich vermischen,
mit dem toten Laub.
Angst die Liebe.
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