My hope | My hope was a wild child

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by Ernst Zahn (1867 - 1952)

Translation © by Sharon Krebs

Meine Hoffnung

Language: German (Deutsch)

Our translations: ENG

Meine Hoffnung war ein wildes Kind,
Sprang leicht aufs Roß zur Zeit
Und ritt um die Wette mit Wolken und Wind
Und stürzte und kam zu Leid.
 
Meine Hoffnung ward von stillem Sinn
Und sah im Abendglühn
In allen Fernen, die Träumerin,
Die Wunder der Zukunft blühn.
 
Nun ist sie eine herbe Frau,
Weiß ein Menschengeschick,
Nur manchmal unter der Braue Grau
Flammt heimlich noch ihr Blick.

Confirmed with Gedichte von Ernst Zahn, Stuttgart & Leipzig: Deutsche Verlags-Anstalt, 1910, page 60.

Text Authorship:

by Ernst Zahn (1867 - 1952), "Meine Hoffnung" [author's text checked 1 time against a primary source]

Musical settings (art songs, Lieder, mélodies, (etc.), choral pieces, and other vocal works set to this text), listed by composer (not necessarily exhaustive):

by Margarete Schweikert (1887 - 1957), "Meine Hoffnung" [ voice and piano ], unpublished [sung text not yet checked]

Available translations, adaptations or excerpts, and transliterations (if applicable):

ENG English (Sharon Krebs) , "My hope", copyright © 2014, (re)printed on this website with kind permission

Researcher for this page: Sharon Krebs [Guest Editor]

This text was added to the website: 2014-01-16
Line count: 12
Word count: 67

My hope

Language: English after the German (Deutsch)

My hope was a wild child,
Sprang lightly upon her steed at the time
And rode in competition with clouds and wind
And was thrown off [her horse] and came to grief.
 
My hope became of quiet spirit
And saw in the evening glow
In every distance, the dreamer,
The wonders of the future blooming.
 
Now she is a bitter woman,
Knows about a human fate,
Only sometimes under the grey of her brows
Her gaze still secretly flames.

Text Authorship:

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a text in German (Deutsch) by Ernst Zahn (1867 - 1952), "Meine Hoffnung"
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This text was added to the website: 2014-01-16
Line count: 12
Word count: 79