Bricht das matte Herz noch immer
Language: German (Deutsch)
Bricht das matte Herz noch immer
unter fremden Himmel nicht?
Kommt der Hoffnung bleicher Schimmer
immer noch mir zu Gesicht?
Darf ich wol noch Rückkehr wähnen?
stromweis stürzen meine Tränen,
bis mein Herz im Kummer bricht.
Fern sind jene Jugendträume,
abwärts ligt das Vaterland,
Längst gefällt sind jene Bäume
und das alte Schloß [verbrannt]1;
Fürchterlich wie Meereswogen
kam ein rauhes Heer gezogen,
und das Paradies verschwand.
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Confirmed with Trösteinsamkeit in Liedern, gesammelt von Philipp Wackernagel, dritte vermehrte Auflage, Frankfurt a. M. u. Erlangen, Verlag von Heyder & Zimmer, 1858, page 53.
Note: modernized spelling would change "wol" to "wohl", "ligt" to "liegt"
1 Reichardt: "zerbrannt"
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Longing for the Homeland
Language: English after the German (Deutsch)
Does not the weary heart still
break under foreign skies?
Is a pale glimmer of hope
still visible to me?
Could I still think of returning?
Streams of my tears
tumble down until my heart breaks in sorrow.
Those youthful dreams are distant;
down there lies the fatherland;
Long since have the trees
been felled
and the old castle burnt;
Terrifying like ocean waves
a rough army came,
and paradise disappeared.
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