O schönes Mädchen du,
Du mit dem schwarzen Haar,
Die du an’s Fenster trittst,
Auf dem Balcone stehst!
Und stehst du wohl umsonst?
O stündest du für mich
Und zögst die Klinke los,
Wie glücklich wär’ ich da,
Wie schnell spräng’ ich hinauf!
Anliegen
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