Wie oft hab' ich mein Herz geleget,
Als ich noch jung war, an ihr Herz,
Als noch kein Schmerz mein Herz beweget,
Nur Liebe, Freude, muntrer Scherz.
Jetzt, wo mein Alter ist voll Kummer,
Wo sie tot ist, ich noch lebend bin,
Wo in den Nächten ohne Schlummer
Soll legen ich mein Herze noch hin?
...
In tiefer Waldnacht ganz allein
Will ich mein heißes Herz mir legen
An einen kalten stummen Stein!
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- ENG English (Sharon Krebs) , "Left all alone", copyright © 2021, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
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How often have I lain my heart,
When I was still young, against her heart,
When no pain yet moved my heart,
Only love, joy, merry jesting.
Now that my old age is full of sorrow,
Now that she is dead, I still alive,
Where, in the sleepless nights,
Might I still lay my heart?
...
All alone in the deep night of the forest,
I shall lay my fervent heart
Only against a cold, mute stone!