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Der Sonne entgegen

Language: German (Deutsch)

Der Sonne entgegen 
In Liebesgluten 
Wandr' ich... o Wonne, 
Wer mäße dein Maß!
Mit Reif bepudert 
Prangen die Wälder,
Die Berge grüßen 
Das blendende Licht.
Vor Eiseskälte 
Knirschen die Schritte,
Der Hauch des Mundes 
Ballt sich zu Dampf...
Ich trage Feuer 
In meinem Herzen,
Mich brennt die Liebe, 
Das schlimme Kind.
Sie schürt die Flamme
Mit hastigen Händen,
Die Kohlen knistern, 
Der Wohlduft quillt,
Der Sonne entgegen 
Im Liebesgluten 
Wandr' ich... o Wonne, 
Wer mäße dein Maß!


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 or excerpts, and transliterations (if applicable):

  • ENG English (David Evan Thomas) , "Winter love", copyright © 2011, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
  • FRE French (Français) (Pierre Mathé) , "Amour d'hiver", copyright © 2013, (re)printed on this website with kind permission


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

Last modified: 2014-06-16 10:01:33
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Word count: 77

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Winter love

Language: English after the German (Deutsch)

Facing the sun,
Aglow with love, 
I wander. . . O joy
Beyond measure!
A sheen of frost 
Dresses the woods,
The mountains greet 
The dazzling light.
In the cold,
Footsteps crunch,
From my mouth, the breath
Condenses into mist . . . 
I carry fire 
In my heart,
Within me burns Love, 
The naughty child.
He fuels the flames
With busy hands,
The coals crackle
Spreading their scent. . . 
Facing the sun,
Aglow with love, 
I wander . . . O joy
Beyond measure!


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Text added to the website: 2011-11-03.
Last modified: 2014-06-16 10:04:40
Line count: 24
Word count: 86