Bes till, O wand'rer!
Dost thou not hear the sad song of night?
How the wind does beckon thee to the rest of a while
and to lend him thine ear?
What woeful tale does it tell tonight?
What tragedy of old?
The Archer
Saviour
The Archer
The Wild Swans
Ordain'd To Thee
The Shepherd And The Maiden Ghost
The Franconian Woods In Winter`s Silence
A Lucid Tower Beckons On The Hills Afar
Saviour
Abendrot
Waldpoesie
The Yearning
Heimwärts
Mourners
Fortgang
Am Wasserfall
The Oaken Throne
Many Moons Ago
Moonrise
In The Gutter Of This Spring