Hebräische Melodie
Language: German (Deutsch) after the Russian (Русский)
Mein Geist ist trüb und schwer, komm mit
Der gold'nen Harf' und lass die Saiten rauschen,
Wenn gleitet deine Hand sanft zitternd über sie hin
Will ich dem Sang der Sehnsucht lauschen.
Trägt mich die Hoffnung nicht, die mir das Herz bewegt,
Lässt sie die Saiten schmerzlich klingen
Und statt im Hirn zu starr'n wird durch der Augen Flor
Mir mild die Mannesthräne dringen.
Lass ihren Sang nicht Freude sein,
Ihr Lied sei wild und ihre Weise töne Trauer,
Hilf, Harfner, meiner Pein, mein armes Herz
Zerspringt wenn es nicht lös't der Thränen Schauer.
Es rang so lange Zeit, von Gram allein genährt,
Mit seiner Seufzer stummen Drange.
Jetzt, da der schwere Fluch es zur Entscheidung drängt,
Jetzt bricht es, oder schmilzt im Klange!
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- ENG English (Sharon Krebs) , "Hebrew melody", copyright © 2019, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
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Hebrew melody
Language: English after the German (Deutsch)
My spirit is dull and heavy, come with
Your golden harp and let the strings resound,
When your hand glides over them with a gentle trembling
I shall listen to the song of yearning.
Though the hope that moves my heart does not bear me,
It lets the strings sound full of pain
And instead of freezing in my brain, the manly tear
Shall gently penetrate the veil of my eyes.
Let [the harp's] singing not be of joy,
Let its song be wild and its lay sound sorrow;
Harper, help my pain; my poor heart
Shall burst if it is not released by the shower of tears.
Nourished only by grief, it struggled such a long time
With the mute urging of its sighs.
Now that the heavy curse forced it to a resolution,
Now it must break, or melt in sound!
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