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Der LeiermannOver there behind the village,There stands a hurdy-gurdy man, And with stiff fingers, He turns as good as he can. Barefoot on the ice, He staggers to and fro, And his little plate Remains empty for evermore. No one wants to hear him, No one looks at him, And the dogs are growling Around the old man. And he lets go, Everything as it will, Turns, and his hurdy-gurdy Never with him stands still. Wondrous old man, Shall I go with you? Will you to my songs Turn your hurdy-gurdy too? |