Leichenwetter - Poems Used

Poems Used

  • Gottfried Benn - Requiem
  • Gottfried August Bürger - Schwanenlied
  • Annette von Droste-Hülshoff - Letzte Worte
  • Joseph Freiherr von Eichendorff - Mondnacht
  • Johann Wolfgang von Goethe - Gesang der Geister über den Wassern
  • Johann Wolfgang von Goethe - Grenzen der Menschheit
  • Johann Wolfgang von Goethe - Selige Sehnsucht
  • Andreas Gryphius - Menschliches Elende
  • Albrecht Haushofer - Mutter
  • Christian Friedrich Hebbel - Requiem
  • Heinrich Heine - Altes Lied
  • Heinrich Heine - Die schlesischen Weber
  • Hermann Hesse - An einem Grabe
  • Hermann Hesse - Im Nebel
  • Hermann Hesse - Traurigkeit
  • Hermann Hesse - Verführer
  • Georg Heym - Ophelia
  • Georg Heym - Und die Hörner des Sommers verstummten
  • Else Lasker-Schüler - Nur dich
  • Else Lasker-Schüler - Senna Hoy
  • Else Lasker-Schüler - Weltende
  • Friedrich Nietzsche - Ecce Homo
  • Friedrich Schiller - Sehnsucht
  • Georg Trakl - Klage
  • Georg Trakl - Allerseelen
  • Franz Werfel - Dort und hier
  • Yvan Goll - Feuerharfe
  • Traditional - Schnitterlied

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