Text by Heinrich Heine (1797-1856)
Translated into English by Joseph Massaad
deutsch - franšais
Fair Hedwig was
standing at the window,
Pale Henry was passing by, below her.
She said, half loud: " Dear God, this man below,
Appears to me, as pale as a specter! "
Pale Henry cast a yearning look above,
Love-sick, now stood fair Hedwig every day