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Mein süßes Lieb, wenn du im Grab

Language: German (Deutsch)

Mein süßes Lieb, wenn du im Grab,
Im dunkeln Grab wirst liegen,
Dann will ich steigen zu dir hinab,
Und will mich an dich schmiegen.

Ich küsse, [umschlinge und]1  presse dich wild,
Du Stille, du Kalte, du Bleiche!
Ich jauchze, ich zittre, ich weine mild,
Ich werde selber zur Leiche.

Die Toten stehn auf, die Mitternacht ruft,
Sie tanzen im luftigen Schwarme;
Wir beide bleiben in der Gruft,
Ich liege in deinem Arme.

Die Toten stehn auf, der Tag des Gerichts
Ruft sie zu Qual und Vergnügen;
Wir beide bekümmern uns um nichts,
Und bleiben umschlungen liegen.


Translation(s): DAN ENG ENG FRE FRE ROM

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Confirmed with Heinrich Heine, Buch der Lieder, Hoffmann und Campe, Hamburg, 1827, page 136.

1 Hetsch: "umschlinge, ich"

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Text added to the website: 2008-02-22.
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When thou shalt lie, my darling, low

Language: English after the German (Deutsch)

When thou shalt lie, my darling, low
In the dark grave, where they hide thee,
Then down to thee I will surely go,
And nestle in beside thee

Wildly I'll kiss and clasp thee there,
Pale, cold, and silent lying;
Shout, shudder, weep in dumb despair,
Beside my dead love dying.

The midnight calls, up rise the dead,
And dance in airy swarms there;
We twain quit not our earthly bed,
I lie wrapt in your arms there

Up rise the dead; the Judgment-day
To bliss or anguish calls them;
We twain lie on as before we lay,
And heed not what befalls them.


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  • a text in German (Deutsch) by Heinrich Heine (1797 - 1856), no title, appears in Buch der Lieder, in Lyrisches Intermezzo, no. 32 DAN FRE FRE ROM
      • This text was set to music by the following composer(s): Blagoje Bersa, Franz Blumenberg, Johann Wolfgang von Ehrenstein, Catharinus Elling, Paolo Felis, Martin Gehrigk, Olivier Greif, Karl Ludwig Friedrich Hetsch, Rudolf Horwitz, Carl Isenmann, Arno Kleffel, Amandus Leopold Leidgebel, Joseph Pembaur, Joachim Raff, Alexander Rapoport, Max Renner, Korstiaan Stougie, Joel Weiss, Eduard Ritter von Welz. Go to the text.

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Text added to the website: 2009-03-13.
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