Je déambule, de‑ci de‑là !

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by Heinrich Heine (1797 - 1856)

Translation © by Pierre Mathé

Es treibt mich hin, es treibt mich her!

Language: German (Deutsch)

Our translations: CAT DUT ENG FRE ITA

Es treibt mich hin, es treibt mich her!
Noch wenige Stunden, dann soll ich sie schauen,
sie selber, die schönste der schönen Jungfrauen; -
du treues Herz, was pochst du so schwer!

Die Stunden sind aber ein faules Volk!
Schleppen sich behaglich träge,
schleichen gähnend ihre Wege; -
tummle dich, du faules Volk!

Tobende Eile mich treibend erfaßt!
Aber wohl niemals liebten die Horen; -
heimlich im grausamen Bunde verschworen,
spotten sie tückisch der Liebenden Hast.

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• R. Franz • R. Schumann

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Confirmed with Buch der Lieder von Heinrich Heine, 27. Aufl., Hamburg, 1868.

Text Authorship:

by Heinrich Heine (1797 - 1856), no title, appears in Buch der Lieder, in Junge Leiden, in Lieder, no. 2 [author's text checked 1 time against a primary source]

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Je déambule, de‑ci de‑là !

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Language: French (Français) after the German (Deutsch)

Je déambule, de‑ci de‑là !
Encore quelques heures et je pourrai la regarder,
Elle, la plus belle des belles jeunes filles ;
Toi, cœur fidèle, pourquoi bats‑tu si fort !

Mais les heures sont paresseuses !
Elles se traînent confortablement, indolentes,
Elles rampent en baillant sur leur chemin ;
Dépêchez‑vous, paresseuses !

Une furieuse hâte me saisit et me pousse
Mais, sûr, les heures n'ont jamais aimé ;
Liées par un secret et cruel serment,
Traîtreusement, elles se moquent de la hâte amoureuse.

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a text in German (Deutsch) by Heinrich Heine (1797 - 1856), no title, appears in Buch der Lieder, in Junge Leiden, in Lieder, no. 2
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This text was added to the website: 2008-04-10
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