At the fountain by the gate
a Linden tree stays all alone.
Its shadow gave me sanctuary
for many lovely dreams.
I carved into its rough old skin
many a sweetheart word
wherever in the world I've been
It never was too far.
This is the quick translation of
a favourite German song.
Herbert Nehrlich
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-linden-tree/
