Fruhlingstraum
I dreamt of a beautiful garden Of flowers and meadows in may When days passed like the golden sun And troubles seemed far away...
But when I awoke there was no sun And wind blew cold and strong I felt sick and felt alone I saw flowers painted in stone
Tried to warm up on a winter day And closed my eyes again Yet spring and flowers have faded away All my searching was in vain
You're laughing about the foolish dreamer Who saw flowers in winter...
I dreamt of days of love and hope When I looked into your eyes When we sat silent side by side When I saw you smile
But when I awoke...
Tried to warm up... When will I be back in a better land When will I hold your hand... |