Eine dunkle Stunde
Language: German (Deutsch)
Der Traum ist aus, mein Glück [ist hin]1! --
Wenn's auch dein Mund nicht spricht,
Ich fühl', daß ich dir nichts mehr bin,
Verhehl' es, läugn' es nicht!
Schlang meine Lieb' einst weich und warm
Ein Mantel um dich sich her,
Beengt nun fühlst du Hand und Arm,
Nun wärmt er dich nicht mehr.
Die Seele, dir, nur dir geweiht,
Du kennst sie ganz und tief,
Und sieh, nun legst du sie bei Seit
Wie einen gelesenen Brief.
Ein Becher schien dir einst mein Herz,
Nun [da]2 an seinem Rand
Du dich berauscht in Lust und Schmerz,
Entsinkt es deiner Hand.
O laß es fallen! Wenn's auch birst,
Betrüb' dich nicht zu sehr,
Für einen Freund, den du verlierst,
Bewacht dich ein Schutzgeist mehr!
Available sung texts: (what is this?)
• H. Marschner H. Marschner sets stanzas 1-2, 4-5
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Confirmed Gedichte von Friedrich Halm, Stuttgart und Tübingen: J.G. Cotta'scher Verlag, 1850, pages 176-177. Note: modernized spelling would require changing "läugn'" to "leugn'", etc.
1 Marschner: "dahin"
2 Marschner: "du"
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- ENG English (Sharon Krebs) , "A dark hour", copyright © 2015, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
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A dark hour
Language: English after the German (Deutsch)
The dream is over, my happiness is lost! --
Even if your lips do not speak it,
I feel that I no longer mean anything to you,
Conceal [it not], deny it not!
If my love once softly and warm wrapped
Itself about you like a cloak,
You now feel your hand and arm restricted [by it],
[The cloak] no longer warms you.
The soul that was dedicated to you, only you,
You know it completely and deeply,
And lo, now you lay it aside
Like a letter that has been read.
Once my heart seemed to you a goblet;
Now that at its rim
You have intoxicated yourself in joy and sorrow,
It falls from your hand.
Oh let it fall! Even if it shatters,
Do not be all too saddened,
In exchange for the friend whom you lose,
You shall be watched over by one more guardian angel.
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