Johann Wolfgang von Goethe: Song

WHY are you here,
Katrina dear,
In daylight clear,
At your lover’s door?
No, no! When,
It will let in,
A maid, and then,
Let out a maid no more!

Take care for once
It’s over and done,
And it’s all gone,
Goodnight to you, poor thing!
Keep your love’s belief,
And the pleasure brief,
From every thief,
Unless you’ve a wedding ring.


From Faust, Part I, Scene XIX. Translation by A. S. Kline.

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