Das Fräulein stand am Meere
The Girl stood on the Sea Shore

Heine

The girl was standing on the shore,
Deep were her sighs, tears filled her eyes,
For she was moved to the very core
By the glory of that sunset.

‘There, young lady, don’t you mind,
That’s an old stunt you will find;
The sun you see go down in front,
Comes up again, behind!’