Muß es eine Trennung geben
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Language: German (Deutsch)
Our translations: CAT DUT ENG FRE ITA LIT TUR
Muß es eine Trennung geben,
Die das treue Herz zerbricht?
Nein, dies nenne ich nicht leben,
Sterben ist so bitter nicht.
Hör' ich eines Schäfers Flöte,
Härme ich mich inniglich,
Seh' ich in die Abendröte,
Denk' ich brünstiglich an dich.
Gibt es denn kein wahres Lieben?
Muß denn Schmerz und Trennung sein?
Wär' ich ungeliebt geblieben,
Hätt' ich doch noch Hoffnungsschein.
Aber so muß ich nun klagen:
Wo ist Hoffnung, als das Grab?
Fern muß ich mein Elend tragen,
Heimlich bricht das Herz mir ab.
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- CAT Catalan (Català) (Salvador Pila) , "Hi pot haver una separació", copyright © 2022, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
- DUT Dutch (Nederlands) [singable] (Lau Kanen) , "Waartoe kan een scheiding dienen", copyright © 2015, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
- ENG English (Emily Ezust) , "Must there be a parting", copyright ©
- FRE French (Français) (Pierre Mathé) , copyright © 2010, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
- ITA Italian (Italiano) (Ferdinando Albeggiani) , "Deve quindi esserci una separazione", copyright © 2008, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
- LIT Lithuanian (Lietuvių kalba) (Giedrius Prunskus) , "Negi išsiskirti lemta", copyright © 2022, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
- TUR Turkish (Türkçe) (Gül Sabar) , copyright © 2016, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
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Language: Italian (Italiano)  after the German (Deutsch)
Deve quindi esserci una separazione,
che spezza il cuore fedele?
No, questa non la chiamo vita,
nemmeno la morte è così amara.
Se ascolto il flauto di un pastore,
mi accoro nel mio intimo,
se contemplo un tramonto,
penso a te con tutto me stesso.
Non c'è dunque un amore autentico?
Devono esistere sempre amore e separazione?
Se almeno non fossi stato amato,
avrei ancora un barlume di speranza.
Ma così mi tocca ora lamentarmi:
dov'è la speranza , se non nella tomba?
Porterò con me la mia sventura, lontano,
dentro di me il cuore si spezza.
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