.Trägt man den Poet zu Grab,
Spielen seine Freunde auf.
Das Lied, das er sang, wenn Hochzeit war,
Legen Kornblumen in 's Gras
Reden keine dummen Reden.
Denken, freundlich war sein Leben.
Und sein Schatz trägt heut das Kleid,
Das er liebte, blau mit weiÃ.
Dann gehen .
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