The betrothed's song IIHermann WichmannLet me cling to his chest,Mother, Mother! Stop worrying.Don't ask: how shall it change?Don't ask: how shall it end?End? It shall never end,change, I still don't know how!
← LibraryHermann Wichmann · songThe betrothed's song IIThe betrothed's song II by Hermann Wichmann with libretto, IPA, translation, and study tools.Audio diction — free with sign-inTTS in 14 languages, loop passages, slow down lines.Sign in with GoogleSongThe betrothed's song IIHermann WichmannLetlˈɛtmemˈiːclingklˈɪŋtotˈuːhishˈɪzchesttʃˈɛst,Motherˈmʌðə,Motherˈmʌðə!Stopstˈɒpworryingwˈʌɹɪɪŋ.Dondˈɒn'taskˈɑːsk:howhˈaʊshallʃˈælitˈɪtchangetʃˈeɪndʒ?Dondˈɒn'taskˈɑːsk:howhˈaʊshallʃˈælitˈɪtendˈɛnd?Endˈɛnd?Itˈɪtshallʃˈælnevernˈɛvɐendˈɛnd,changetʃˈeɪndʒ,Iˈaɪstillstˈɪldondˈɒn'tknownˈəʊhowhˈaʊ!