I shall never tell you

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by Robert Eduard Prutz (1816 - 1872)

Translation © by Sharon Krebs, Harald Krebs

Vorsatz

(Sung text for setting by E. Lassen)

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Language: German (Deutsch)

Our translations: ENG

Ich will dir's nimmer sagen,
Wie ich so lieb dich hab',
Im Herzen will ich's tragen,
Will stumm sein wie das Grab.

Kein Lied soll dir's gestehen,
Soll flehen um mein Glück,
Du selber sollst es sehen,
Du selbst -- in meinem Blick.

Und kannst du es nicht lesen,
Was dort so zärtlich spricht,
So ist's ein Traum gewesen;
Dem Träumer zürne nicht.

Composition:

Eduard Lassen

Text Authorship:

by Robert Eduard Prutz (1816 - 1872), no title, appears in Buch der Liebe, in 2. Zweites Buch, in Frühlingsliebe, no. 2

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Available translations, adaptations or excerpts, and transliterations (if applicable):

ENG English (Sharon Krebs) (Harald Krebs) , copyright © 2006, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
ENG English [singable] (Gwendolen Gore) , "My secret"

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This text was added to the website between May 1995 and September 2003.
Line count: 12
Word count: 66

Resolution

(Sung text translation for setting by E. Lassen)

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Language: English after the German (Deutsch)

I shall never tell you
How much I love you.
I shall carry it in my heart,
And shall be as mute as the grave.
 
No song poem shall confess it to you,
Shall plead for my happiness;
You yourself must see it,
You yourself must see it in my gaze.
 
And if you cannot read
What speaks so tenderly there,
Then it was but a dream.
Do not be angry with the dreamer!

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a text in German (Deutsch) by Robert Eduard Prutz (1816 - 1872), no title, appears in Buch der Liebe, in 2. Zweites Buch, in Frühlingsliebe, no. 2
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This text was added to the website: 2006-12-23
Line count: 12
Word count: 75