Classic Poem

Wenn der Frühling kommt mit dem Sonnenschein

When the Spring comes in and the sun is bright
Then every small blossom beckons and blows;
When the moon on her shining journey goes
Then stars swim after her through the night.
When the singer looks into two clear eyes
Then something is stirred and sweet lyrics arise . . .
But flowers and stars and the songs just begun,
And moonbeams and eyes and the light of the sun,
No matter how much such stuff may please,
One can't keep living on things like these.