A lonely fir-tree standeth
On a height where north winds blow ;
It sleepeth, with whitened garment,
Enshrouded by ice and snow.
From the poem: The Fir-Tree and The Palm
By: Heinrich Heine
On a height where north winds blow ;
It sleepeth, with whitened garment,
Enshrouded by ice and snow.
From the poem: The Fir-Tree and The Palm
By: Heinrich Heine
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