Sid altid blandt blussende blomster,
spind tanken af blomsterduft,
lad altid de blanke øine
stråle i sommerluft.
Sid altid indhyllet i sommer;
thi brister dens glødende spind,
kan du jo varsomt flette
en sommer dybt i dit sind.
Cookies on Poetry Cove
We use cookies to remember your language preference and — only with your consent — to learn how Poetry Cove is used. You can change your mind any time.