Ich will mich tief verneigen
Vor dir und ziehen den Hut,
Ich will dir Lieder geigen
Rot wie Rosen und rot wie Blut.
Ich will mich vor dir bücken,
Wie man vor Fürstinnen tut,
Und will dich mit Rosen schmücken,
Mit Rosen rot wie Blut.
Ich will auch zu dir beten,
Wie man vor Heiligen kniet,
Mit meiner wilden, verschmähten
Liebe und meinem Lied.
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Confirmed with Hermann Hesse, Hermann Lauscher, Mit frühen, teils unveröffentlichten Zeichnungen und einem Nachwort von Gunter Böhmer, Frankfurt am Main: Insel Verlag, 1976, page 90.
Confirmed with Hermann Hesse, Sämtliche Werke, herausgegeben von Volker Michels, Band 1 Jugendschriften, Frankfurt am Main: Suhrkamp Verlag, 2001, page 280.
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- ENG English (Sharon Krebs) , no title, copyright © 2014, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
- FRE French (Français) (Pierre Mathé) , "Je veux m'incliner profondément", copyright © 2019, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
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[Guest Editor] This text was added to the website: 2014-10-21
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I wish to bow down low
Before you and doff my hat,
I wish to play you songs on my violin,
[Songs] as red as roses and as red as blood.
I wish to bow down before you
As one does before princesses,
And wish to adorn you with roses,
With roses as red as blood.
I also wish to pray to you,
As one kneels before the saints,
With my wild, scorned
Love and my song.