LEBEN
LIEBEN
LACHEN
Das ist eine feine Sache.

All thoughts are free,
Who can ever guess them,
They fleetingly pass
Like the night`s shadows.
No man can know them,
No hunter can shoot them;
It will always be:
All thoughts are free.

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-- somewhere over the rainbow, --
-- way up hight, --
-- there`s a land that I heard of --
-- once in a lullaby --

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