The air is grey and grey the sea

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by Emanuel Geibel (1815 - 1884)

Translation © by Sharon Krebs

Nordisch

(Sung text for setting by W. Courvoisier)

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Language: German (Deutsch)

Our translations: ENG

Die Luft ist grau und grau das Meer,
Der Wind fegt pfeifend drüber her,
Die Möwe kreischt, die Brandung wallt, --
Wie ward mein Herz so sterbensalt!
  Traurig rinnen die Tage.

Wohl hab' ich andre Zeiten gekannt,
Wir fuhren im Nachen, Hand in Hand,
Das Meer war blau, die Sonne schien,
Ich sah und wußte nichts als ihn;
  Selig waren die Tage.

Nun liegt der Kahn und fault am Strand,
Er aber ging ins fremde Land,
Er ging, ein hohes Weib zu frein, --
Gott geb' ihm Glück! Das Leid ist mein.
  Traurig rinnen die Tage.

Composition:

Walter Courvoisier

Text Authorship:

by Emanuel Geibel (1815 - 1884), "Nordisch", appears in Spätherbstblätter, in Nachlese älterer Gedichte, in Zwei Mädchenlieder, no. 2

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ENG English (Sharon Krebs) , copyright © 2017, (re)printed on this website with kind permission

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Nordic

(Sung text translation for setting by W. Courvoisier)

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Language: English after the German (Deutsch)

The air is grey and grey the sea,
Whistling, the wind sweeps across it,
The seagull screams, the waves surge, --
How my heart has become so aged with death!
  The days flow by sadly.

Truly I knew other times,
We floated in a barque, hand in hand,
The sea was blue, the sun shone,
I saw and knew nothing but him;
  Blissful were the days.

Now the barque lies moldering on the shore,
But he went into a foreign land,
He went to court a woman of high station, --
May God give him joy! The sorrow is mine.
  The days flow by sadly.

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a text in German (Deutsch) by Emanuel Geibel (1815 - 1884), "Nordisch", appears in Spätherbstblätter, in Nachlese älterer Gedichte, in Zwei Mädchenlieder, no. 2
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This text was added to the website: 2017-11-04
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