Classic Poem

Fürchte nichts, geliebte Seele

Do not fear, my love; no danger
Ever will approach us here;
Fear no thief or any stranger —
See, I lock the door, my dear.

Do not fear the wind that's quarreling,
For these walls are strong and stout;
To prevent a fire, my darling, —
See, I blow the candle out.

Let my arms fold close and thickly
Here about your neck and all —
One can catch a cold so quickly
In the absence of a shawl.