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Wie soll ich die Freude

Language: German (Deutsch)

Wie soll ich die Freude,
Die Wonne denn tragen?
Daß unter dem Schlagen
Des Herzens die Seele nicht scheide?

Und wenn nun die Stunden
Der Liebe verschwunden,
Wozu das Gelüste,
In trauriger Wüste
Noch weiter ein lustleeres Leben zu ziehn,
Wenn nirgend dem Ufer mehr Blumen erblühn?

Wie geht mit bleibehangnen Füßen
Die Zeit bedächtig Schritt vor Schritt!
Und wenn ich werde scheiden müssen,
Wie federleicht fliegt dann ihr Tritt!

Schlage, sehnsüchtige Gewalt,
In tiefer, treuer Brust!
Wie Lautenton vorüberhallt,
Entflieht des Lebens schönste Lust.
Ach, wie bald
Bin ich der Wonne mir kaum noch bewußt.

Rausche, rausche weiter fort,
Tiefer Strom der Zeit,
Wandelst bald aus Morgen Heut,
Gehst von Ort zu Ort;
Hast du mich bisher getragen,
Lustig bald, dann still,
Will es nun auch weiter wagen,
Wie es werden will.

Darf mich doch nicht elend achten,
Da die Einz'ge winkt,
Liebe läßt  mich nicht verschmachten,
Bis dies Leben sinkt!
Nein, der Strom wird immer breiter,
Himmel bleibt mir immer heiter,
Fröhlichen Ruderschlags fahr' ich hinab,
Bring' Liebe und Leben zugleich an das Grab.

Translation(s): DUT ENG FRE ITA TUR

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Musical settings (art songs, Lieder, mélodies, (etc.), choral pieces, and other vocal works set to this text), listed by composer (not necessarily exhaustive)

Available translations, adaptations, and transliterations (if applicable):

  • ENG English (Emily Ezust) , title 1: "How can I endure the joy", copyright ©
  • ITA Italian (Italiano) (Ferdinando Albeggiani) , title 1: "Come riuscirò a sopportare", copyright © 2008, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
  • FRE French (Français) (Pierre Mathé) , copyright © 2010, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
  • DUT Dutch (Nederlands) [singable] (Lau Kanen) , title 1: "Hoe moet ik mijn rijke geluk dan wel dragen?", copyright © 2015, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
  • TUR Turkish (Türkçe) (Gül Sabar) , copyright © 2016, (re)printed on this website with kind permission

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How can I endure the joy

Language: English after the German (Deutsch)

How can I endure the joy,
How can I then endure the bliss -
That under all the throbbing
Of my heart, my soul will not part from me?

And if now the hours
Of love have vanished,
Why the urge
In dreary desolation,
To drag further a joyless life
When by the shore the flowers will not bloom?

With what leaden feet does Time pass,
Step by deliberate step!
And if I must part,
How feather-light does its step then fly!

Throb, o yearning power,
In my deep, true breast!
Like echoes of a lute, fading away,
Do the finest joys of life flee.
Ah, how soon
Till I am hardly aware of bliss.

Rush, rush ever forth,
Deep stream of time,
Soon you will wander off, today or tomorrow,
And go from place to place;
Since you have taken me this far,
Now merrilly, now quietly;
I will now venture further,
However it may turn out.

I must not think myself wretched,
Since my Darling beckons;
Love will not let me languish
Until this life has sunk!
No, the stream will ever broaden,
Heaven will remain ever clear,
Joyously I row farther;
I'll bring love and life together to the grave.

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