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Ja, du bist elend, und ich grolle nicht

Language: German (Deutsch)

Ja, du bist elend, und ich grolle nicht;
Mein Lieb, wir sollen beide elend sein!
Bis uns der Tod das kranke Herze bricht,
Mein Lieb, wir sollen beide elend sein!

Wohl seh ich Spott, der deinen Mund umschwebt,
Und seh dein Auge blitzen trotziglich,
Und seh den Stolz, der deinen Busen hebt,
Und elend bist du doch, elend wie ich.

Unsichtbar zuckt auch Schmerz um deinen Mund,
Verborgne Träne trübt des Auges Schein,
Der stolze Busen hegt geheime Wund,
Mein Lieb, wir sollen beide elend sein!


Translation(s): ENG ENG FRE FRE

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Confirmed with Heinrich Heine, Buch der Lieder, Hoffmann und Campe, Hamburg, 1827, page 126.


Submitted by Emily Ezust and Sharon Krebs and Pierre Mathé

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Ja, du bist elend, und ich grolle nicht

Language: English after the German (Deutsch)

Yes, thou art wretched, and I blame thee not; --
My Love, we both must ever wretched be!
Until death's peace concludes our [fated]1 lot,
My Love, we both must ever wretched be!

I see the scorn which round thy pale lip weaves,
And see thine eyes outlighten haughtily,
And see the pride with which thy bosom heaves,
And wretched thou art still, wretched as I.

In secret round thy mouth a pain-thrill steals,
Through tears held back thine eyes can scarcely see,
Thy haughty breast a bleeding heart conceals; --
My Love, we both must ever wretched be!


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1 in a later edition of Thomson's works, this becomes "fatal".

Submitted by Emily Ezust

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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. 19 FRE FRE
      • This text was set to music by the following composer(s): Josef Bill, jun., Rosa Bleiter, Otto Dessoff, Jacobus van Eijsden, Alexander von Fielitz, Robert Franz, Carl Grammann, Aleksandr Tikhonovich Gretchaninov, Ludwig Hartmann, Henrik Hennings, Michael Hertz, Elizabeth Johns, Oscar Kolbe, Adolf Fredrik Lindblad, Hendrik Arnoldus Meyroos, Friedrich August Naubert, Victor Ernst Nessler, Th. Neustadtl, Balth. van der Pol, Helene von Pusch, C. Risso, Horace Rumbold, H. Rupp, Malvina Schnorr von Carolsfeld, Othmar Schoeck, Startzov, Constantin Ivanovich Sternberg, Oscar Strasnoy, Reginald Lindsey Sweet, Ernst Tschiderer, Anton Urspruch, Karl Weigl. Go to the text.

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