Schwirrend Tamburin, dich schwing ich,
Doch mein Herz ist weit von hier.
Tamburin, ach könntst du's wissen,
Wie mein Herz von Schmerz zerrissen,
Deine Klänge würden müssen
Weinen um mein Leid mit mir.
Weil das Herz mir will zerspringen,
Laß ich hell die Schellen klingen,
Die Gedanken zu versingen
Aus des Herzens Grunde mir.
Schöne Herrin, tief im Herzen
Fühl ich immer neu die Schmerzen,
Wie ein Angstruf ist mein Scherzen,
Denn mein Herz ist weit von hier.
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Set to music by Hans Sommer (1837 - 1922), "Die Musikantin", op. 10 no. 9 (1885/86), published 1886 [ medium voice and piano ], from Aus dem Süden, no. 9, Braunschweig, Litolff
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- CAT Catalan (Català) (Salvador Pila) , copyright © 2021, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
- DUT Dutch (Nederlands) [singable] (Lau Kanen) , "Het meisje met de tamboerijn", copyright © 2012, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
- ENG English (Sharon Krebs) , copyright ©, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
- FRE French (Français) (Guy Laffaille) , "La joueuse de tambourin", copyright © 2013, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
- POR Portuguese (Português) (Margarida Moreno) , "Tocadora de pandeireta", copyright © 2011, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
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Word count: 80
Whirring tambourine, I swing you,
But my heart is far from here.
Tambourine, ah, if you could know
How my heart is torn with pain,
Your sounds would have to weep
With me over my sorrow.
Because my heart is bursting,
I let the jingles ring out brightly,
To sing away the thoughts
From the depths of my heart.
Handsome men, deep in my heart
I feel the pain ever anew,
My jesting is like a cry of fear,
For my heart is far from here.