THE OLD DREAM COMES AGAIN TO ME

by: Heinrich Heine (1799-1856)

HE old dream comes again to me:

With May-night stars above,

We two sat under the linden-tree

And swore eternal love.

 

Again and again we plighted troth,

We chattered, and laughed, and kissed;

To make me well remember my oath

You gave me a bite on the wrist.

 

O darling with the eyes serene,

And with the teeth so white!

The vows were proper to the scene,

Superfluous was the bite.

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