I think of you,
when I see the sun’s shimmer,
gleaming from the sea.
I think of you,
when the moon’s glimmer
is reflected in the springs.
I see you,
when on the distant road
the dust rises.
In deep night
when on the narrow bridge,
the traveler trembles.
I hear you,
when with a dull roar
the wave surges.
In the quiet grove I often go to listen
when all is silent.
I am with you,
however far away you may be,
you are next to me!
The sun is setting,
soon the stars will shine upon me.
If only you were here!
Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
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