Wenn die Kopfhänger all' in den Himmel kommen,
Erbarme dich, Gott, der fröhlichen Frommen!
Sie desertiren aus deinem Saal
Vor langer Weil' in die Höllenqual.
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44. Gott bewahre den Himmel! · Wilhelm Müller · Poetry Cove