by
Emanuel Geibel (1815 - 1884)
Scheiden und Leiden
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Language: German (Deutsch)
Und bist du fern, und bist du weit,
Und zürnst noch immer mir,
Doch Tag und Nacht voll Traurigkeit
Ist all mein Sinn bei dir.
Ich denk' an deine Augen blau
Und an dein Herz dazu --
Ach, keine, keine find' ich je,
Die so mich liebt wie du.
Wie stand die Welt voll Rosen schön,
Da ich bei dir noch war,
Da rauscht' es grün von allen Höh'n,
Da schien der Mond so klar.
Du brachst die Ros', ich küßte dich,
Ich küßt' und sang dazu:
Wohl keine, keine find' ich je,
Die so mich liebt wie du.
Wohl bin ich frei nun wie der Falk',
Der über die Berge fliegt,
Vor dem die Welt, die schöne Welt
Hellsonnig offen liegt,
Doch hat der Falk' sein heimisch Nest,
Und wo find' ich einst Ruh?
Ach, keine, keine find' ich je,
Die so mich liebt wie du.
O schlimmer Tag, o schlimme Stund,
Die uns für immer schied;
Da sind aus meines Herzens Grund
Geschieden Freud' und Fried'.
Nun such' ich wohl durch Land und See,
Und habe nicht Rast und Ruh;
Denn keine, keine find' ich je,
Die so mich liebt wie du.
Composition:
Set to music by Friedrich Hieronymus Truhn (1811 - 1886), "Scheiden und Leiden", op. 74, published 1845? [ soprano or tenor and piano ], Berlin : Schlesinger
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Word count: 204
Language: English  after the German (Deutsch)
Though you be in the distance, and though you be far away,
And though you are still angry with me,
Yet day and night, full of sadness,
All my spirit is with you.
I think of your blue eyes
And also of your heart --
Ah, none, none shall I ever find
Who loves me as you do.
How the world was all roses
When I was still with you,
The green was rustling from all the heights,
The moon was shining so brightly.
You picked the rose, I kissed you,
I kissed and sang the while.
Truly none, none shall I ever find
Who loves me as you do.
To be sure I am now free as a falcon
Who flies over the mountains,
Before whom the world, the beautiful world,
Lies open in bright sunshine,
But the falcon has his home, his nest,
And where shall I someday find rest?
Ah, none, none shall I ever find
Who loves me as you do.
Oh evil day, oh evil hour
That parted us forever;
Then from the depths of my heart
Joy and peace departed.
Now I am seeking through land and sea,
And have neither rest nor peace;
But none, none shall I ever find
Who loves me as you do.
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