1. An Die
love songs so loudly from
the apple blossoms!
You call me, and awaken love within me.
Already my soul is stirred by your cry.
My pale haggard eyes stare tearfully at the sky.
nightingale, off into the grove's
green darkness .
Go shower kisses on your faithful nestmate.
Fly away, fly away!
away from me!
Whenever my tortured soul rests,
One glance from you reawakens all the woe
that stings my heart.
|3. Alte Liebe
morning, it seems
I have again found the sorrow of an old love.
It's as if someone touched me on the shoulder,
or like a knock at the door, yet no one is there.
I catch the scent of jasmine, yet I have no bouquet.
Someone calls to me from the distance,
an old dream seizes me and leads me on.
so still that I can see
into their depths
You ask what do I hope to see? I see my own well being.
I was burned by another pair, and the scar still hurts,
Yet your eyes are clear and cool like the sea.
gently & lovingly around
my beloved's face;
tenderly ruffle her hair, do not run away!
If she asks
poor wretched me, say:
"His woe was unending, his condition highly doubtful;
But now he has hope.
For you, lovely lady, are thinking of him!"
down, I should go back to
How does she fare?
And laments that I will never again see her as long as she lives.
rush off quickly -
Hurrying so that no one shall steal my sweetheart away.
My love is a
hunter, he always hits his
He knows all the paths and trails,
but the only way to me is through the church door!
If my father
wasn't such a grouch,
I would tell him whom I met in the garden,
I met my sweetheart in the garden!
If my father
wasn't so surly,
If my father
wouldn't be so astonished,
I would tell him what my sweetheart gave me,
He gave me a kiss, and then another!
I would tell him what my sweetheart promised me.
My sweetheart promised me that I will be leaving home by the time
the fields sprout!
I lie still
tall grass and gaze above
me, surrounded by the wondrous blue heavens.
The clouds drift far and wide, and I feel as though I died long
ago, and drift with them in endless bliss
I sat with
the lonely forest, my
head in your lap, my trembling hands around your knees.
The sun set, the glowing light faded, and far far away a nightingale
rooms at night, the girls
sing and laugh with the village boys.
Every girl is spinning something for her dowry, and soon the wedding
bells will ring.
No one is kind to me. No one asks after me.
Who can I tell my sorrows to?
The tears flow down my face. Why should I spin? I don't know
from the trees, tears from
When the sun shines, the grass will be twice as green,
and on my cheeks twice as many hot tears will glow.
Wüst' ich doch den Weg zurück
O, if I only
the way back to childhood!
I long to rest, gently surrounded by love.
In vain I look for happiness, surrounded by a deserted shore.
Melodien zieht es mir
It pulls at
like a melody, blooms like
spring flowers, and wafts away like a fragrance.
But when put into words it turns gray and pale, and disappears
like a breath.
Yet, my rhymes still hide a fragrance, which my moist eyes call
forth from the dormant bud.
My love brings me here, open the door for me!
warned me about men like
My door is locked, you can't come in.
He: It's so
and windy that my heart
will freeze & my love will die! Open the door!
She: If a
cold kills your love, good
riddance! Go home to bed. Good night!
I sit by the
and look with dully at
the drifting waves.
They foam and vanish, the clouds and wind come, and then blow
Be still my heart, let the wind and waves comfort you.
Why do you weep?
On a dark
night, a young lad leads
his beloved home, talking of many things.
"If I ever make you ashamed, or cause you grief or disgrace,
our love will be over.
As quickly as we came together, I will go."
"Our love will never end. It is stronger than iron or steel.
They can be melted and changed, but our love will last forever!"
My love struck eyes look ardently
Back to the green meadow that surrounds you.
I gaze on a
stream- and wish I could float
back to you.
I look at the drifting clouds, and wish I could fly back to you.
I long to
you, you my glory and
With my lips & eyes, With breast, heart & soul -
I am yours!
war, das ich dir weihte
you was beautiful,
the lute I chose sounded sweet.
The heart that offered them both to you
deserved a better reward.
together just the two of us.
I was quiet, you also were still.
I would give much to know your thoughts at that moment.
Of my thoughts, I will only say this:
So lovely were they, ringing like sweet golden bells in my mind,
that there is no echo of them in this world.