Softly flows the lovely stream, Touched by morning's rosy gleam, through the Alders darted, Where the rushes bend and sway, where the water lilies say,
"We are Golden-Hearted!"
Warm the scent the west wind brings, Bright the sun upon my wings.
Joy among the flowers!
Though my life may not be long, Golden summer, take my song! Thanks for perfect hours!
Bubbles' Book Blast: Waldemar Bonsels - Die Biene Maja
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Softly flows the lovely stream, Touched by morning's rosy gleam, through the Alders darted, Where the rushes bend and sway, where the water lilies say,
"We are Golden-Hearted!"
Warm the scent the west wind brings, Bright the sun upon my wings.
Joy among the flowers!
Though my life may not be long, Golden summer, take my song! Thanks for perfect hours!
Chapter Three, The Lake, Pages 40/41