Herwegh, you lark of iron! You rise on a swift and jubilant wing, Toward sunlight and freedom, Liberty`s lover! Is the long winter really over? Is Germany really awake to the Spring? Herwegh, you lark of iron, Because your passionate flight is long You have forgotten earth`s condition. The Spring you hail with such a vision Has blossomed only in your song.SourceThe script ran 0.001 seconds.
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