Heinrich Heine - Sadness Quotes

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I cannot explain the sadness
That's fallen on my breast.
An old, old fable haunts me,
And will not let me rest.

Heinrich Heine

Child, you are like a flower,
So sweet and pure and fair.
I look at you, and sadness Touches me with a prayer.

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You're lovely as a flower,
So pure and fair to see;
I look at you, and sadness
Comes stealing over me.

Heinrich Heine