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Der Schmerz ist ein Schmied

Language: German (Deutsch)

Der Schmerz ist ein Schmied,
Sein Hammer ist hart,
von fliegenden Flammen
Ist heiß sein Herd;
Seinen Blasebalg bläht
Ein stoßender Sturm
Von wilden Gewalten.
Er hämmert die Herzen
Und schweißt sie mit schweren
Und harten Hieben
Zu festem Gefüge.

Gut, gut schmiedet der Schmerz.

Kein Sturm zerstört,
Kein Frost zerfrißt,
Kein Rost zerreißt,
Was der Schmerz geschmiedet.


Translation(s): ENG FRE

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Submitted by Peter Donderwinkel

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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)

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  • FRE French (Français) (Guy Laffaille) , copyright © 2016, (re)printed on this website with kind permission


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

Last modified: 2014-06-16 10:01:21
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Word count: 58

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Smith Grief

Language: English after the German (Deutsch)

A great smith is grief,
His hammer is hard,
With flickering fire
His hearth is hot.
His bellows is blown
By mad stinging storm
Of fierce raging forces.
He hammers the hearts
And he welds them with weighty
And blasting blows into
Tight hardy texture.
 
Great, great is Smith Grief.
 
No frost can fret,
No rust corrode,
No wind lay waste
What Smith Grief has welded.


Submitted by Sharon Krebs [Guest Editor]

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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)


Text added to the website: 2009-06-11.
Last modified: 2014-06-16 10:03:15
Line count: 16
Word count: 66