Die Zärtlichkeiten
Language: German (Deutsch)
Ich liebe jene ersten bangen Zärtlichkeiten,
die halb noch Frage sind und halb schon Anvertraum,
weil hinter ihnen schon die andern Stunden schreiten,
die sich wie Pfeiler wuchtend in das Leben baun.
Ein Duft sind sie; des Blutes flüchtigste Berührung,
ein rascher Blick, ein Lächeln, eine leise Hand -
sie knistern schon wie rote Funken der Verführung
und stürzen Feuergarben in der Nächte Brand.
Und sind doch seltsam süss, weil sie im Spiel gegeben
noch sanft und absichtslos und leise nur verwirrt,
wie Bäume, die dem Frühlingswind entgegenbeben,
der sie in seiner harten Faust zerbrechen wird.
Translation(s): ENG
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Available translations, adaptations, and transliterations (if applicable): - ENG English (Gary Bachlund) , title 1: "Caresses", copyright © 2006, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
Text added to the website: 2007-05-13.
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Caresses
Language: English after the German (Deutsch)
I love those first anxious, tender caresses,
coming in part after a question and in part after a beautiful dream,
because behind them the other hours stride,
that arise like a mighty pillar in life.
They are a scent, the blood's fleeting touch,
a quick glance, a smile, a light hand -
they rustle like red sparks of temptation
and plummet like burning sheaths in the next fire.
And all are of the same sweetness, because as in a mirror they are given
wholly gentle, and unintentional, and light only to confuse,
like trees, that turn towards trembling in the spring wind,
that will be broken in their hard fist.
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Submitted by Emily Ezust [Administrator]
Authorship
Based on- a text in German (Deutsch) by Stefan Zweig (1881 - 1942)
- This text was set to music by the following composer(s): Gary Bachlund. Go to the text.
Text added to the website: 2009-03-13.
Last modified: 2014-06-16 10:03:10
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Word count: 110
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