Who looks to the skies, and sighs not again?
IV.
Who looks in her eyes, so blue and so true,
And thinks not of angels and other things too?
KEEN GRAFF IS SO BRUT.
I.
Keen Graff is so brut un keen Müer so hoch,
Wenn Twe sik man gut sünd, so drapt se sik doch.
II.
Keen Wedder so gruli, so düster keen Nacht,