Classic Poem

Das Meer erglänzte weit hinaus

The vastness of the ocean shone
In the sunset's final gleaming,
We sat in the fisher's hut alone;
We sat there, silent and dreaming.

The mist crept up, the waters hove,
The gulls kept coming and going;
And from your eyes that welled with love
The quiet tears were flowing.

I saw them fall upon your hand,
And then, as quickly sinking
Upon my knees, from that white hand
I drank the tears, unthinking.

And from that hour my life has turned;
And sorrow leaves me never.
That wretched woman's tears have burned
And poisoned me forever.