To George Herwegh
Herwegh, du eiserne Lerche
Herwegh, you lark of iron!
You rise on a swift and jubilant wing
Toward sunlight and freedom, Liberty's lover!
Is the long winter really over?
Is Germany really awake to the spring?
Herwegh, you lark of iron,
Because your passionate flight is long,
You have forgotten earth's condition.
The Spring you hail with such a vision
Has blossomed only in your song.
Herwegh, you lark of iron!
You rise on a swift and jubilant wing
Toward sunlight and freedom, Liberty's lover!
Is the long winter really over?
Is Germany really awake to the spring?
Herwegh, you lark of iron,
Because your passionate flight is long,
You have forgotten earth's condition.
The Spring you hail with such a vision
Has blossomed only in your song.
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