by
Emanuel Geibel (1815 - 1884)
Language: German (Deutsch)
Our translations: CAT DUT ENG FRE ITA POR
Ich blick' in mein Herz und ich blick' in die Welt,
Bis von schwimmenden Auge die Thräne mir fällt,
Wohl leuchtet die Ferne mit goldenem Licht,
Doch hält mich der Nord -- ich erreiche sie nicht --
O die Schranken so eng, und die Welt so weit,
Und so flüchtig die Zeit!
Ich weiß ein Land, wo aus sonnigem Grün
Um versunkene Tempel die Trauben glühn,
Wo die purpurne Woge das Ufer beschäumt,
Und von kommenden Sängern der Lorbeer träumt;
Fern lockt es und winkt dem verlangenden Sinn,
Und ich kann nicht hin.
O hätt' ich Flügel, durch's Blau der Luft
Wie wollt' ich baden im Sonnenduft!
Doch umsonst! Und Stunde auf Stunde entflieht --
Vertraure die Jugend -- begrabe das Lied --
O die Schranken so eng, und die Welt so weit,
Und so flüchtig die Zeit!
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Available translations, adaptations or excerpts, and transliterations (if applicable):
- CAT Catalan (Català) (Salvador Pila) , "Nostàlgia", copyright © 2013, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
- DUT Dutch (Nederlands) [singable] (Lau Kanen) , "Hunkering", copyright © 2012, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
- ENG English (Allen Shearer) , "I look in my heart and I look at the world", copyright © 2002, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
- FRE French (Français) (Guy Laffaille) , "Nostalgie", copyright © 2010, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
- ITA Italian (Italiano) (Amelia Maria Imbarrato) , "Nostalgia", copyright © 2005, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
- POR Portuguese (Português) (Elke Beatriz Riedel) , "Saudade", copyright © 2011, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
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This text was added to the website between May 1995 and September 2003.
Line count: 18
Word count: 142
Language: English after the German (Deutsch)
I look in my heart and I look at the world
Till out of my clouded eyes a tear falls.
Though the distance glows with golden light,
The north wind tells me I shall not reach it.
Ah! How narrow our confines, how wide the world,
And how fleeting is time!
I know a land where in sun-filled greenery
Grapes gleam among sunken temples,
Where the purple wave covers the shore with foam
And laurels dream of singers to come.
It lures from afar and beckons my longing soul,
And I cannot go there!
If I had wings to fly through the blue
How I would wish to bathe in sun's fragrance!
But in vain! Hour flees upon hour;
Pass your youth in mourning, bury your song.
Ah! How narrow our confines, how wide the world
And how fleeting is time!
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- a text in German (Deutsch) by Emanuel Geibel (1815 - 1884), "Sehnsucht"
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Line count: 18
Word count: 142
