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Ein Meister bin ich worden

Language: German (Deutsch)

Ein Meister bin ich worden
zu weben Gram und Leid;
ich webe Tag und Nächte
am schweren Trauerkleid.

Ich schlepp' es auf der Straße
mühselig und bestaubt;
ich trag von spitzen Dornen
ein Kränzlein auf dem Haupt.

Die Sonne steht am Himmel,
Sie sieht es und sie lacht:
Was geht da für ein Zwerglein
in einer Königstracht?

Ich lege Kron' und Mantel
beschämt am Wege hin
und muß nun ohne Trauer
und ohne Freuden ziehn!

Translation(s): ENG FRE

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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 (Bertram Kottmann) , title 1: "In mourning", copyright © 2005, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
  • FRE French (Français) (Pierre Mathé) , title 1: "Je suis devenu un maître", copyright © 2012, (re)printed on this website with kind permission

Text added to the website between May 1995 and September 2003.

Last modified: 2014-06-16 10:01:36
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Word count: 75

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In mourning

Language: English after the German (Deutsch)

I have become a master
at weaving grief and sorrow;
Day and night I weave
a heavy mourning gown.

I wear it in the streets 
toilsome and dusty.
I wear a wreath on my head,
a wreath of  sharp thorns.
The sun is in the sky,
he sees it and laughs:
what a small dwarf goes there
in a king's garb.

I put down crown and gown -
ashamed - by the wayside;
and now I must make my way
without grief and without joy!

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  • Translation from German (Deutsch) to English copyright © 2005 by Bertram Kottmann, (re)printed on this website with kind permission. To reprint and distribute this author's work for concert programs, CD booklets, etc., you must ask the copyright-holder(s) directly for permission. If you receive no response, you must consider it a refusal.

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Text added to the website: 2005-03-15.
Last modified: 2014-06-16 10:02:12
Line count: 16
Word count: 85