by Eduard Mörike (1804 - 1875)
Translation © by Sharon Krebs

Nimmersatte Liebe
Language: German (Deutsch) 
Available translation(s): CAT ENG FRE FRE ITA ITA
So ist die Lieb'! So ist die Lieb'!
Mit Küßen nicht zu stillen :
Wer ist der Tor und will ein Sieb
Mit eitel Wasser füllen?
Und schöpfst du an die tausend Jahr;
Und küßest ewig, ewig gar,
Du tust ihr nie zu Willen.

Die Lieb', die Lieb' hat alle Stund'
Neu wunderlich Gelüsten;
Wir bißen uns die Lippen wund,
Da wir uns heute küßten.
Das Mädchen hielt in guter Ruh',
Wie's Lämmlein unter'm Messer;
Ihr Auge bat: nur immer zu,
Je weher, desto beßer!

So ist die Lieb', und war auch so,
Wie lang es Liebe giebt, 
Und anders war Herr Salomo,
Der Weise, nicht verliebt.


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

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

  • CAT Catalan (Català) (Salvador Pila) , "Amor insaciable", copyright © 2019, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
  • ENG English (Sharon Krebs) , "Insatiable love", copyright © 2016, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
  • FRE French (Français) (Guy Laffaille) , "Amour insatiable", copyright © 2011, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
  • FRE French (Français) (Stéphane Goldet) (Pierre de Rosamel) , "Amour jamais assouvi", copyright © 2012, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
  • ITA Italian (Italiano) (Ferdinando Albeggiani) , "Amore insaziabile", copyright © 2013, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
  • ITA Italian (Italiano) (Paolo Pupillo) , "Amore mai sazio", copyright © 2015, (re)printed on this website with kind permission

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Text added to the website between May 1995 and September 2003.
Last modified: 2014-06-16 10:01:42
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Word count: 107

Insatiable love
Language: English  after the German (Deutsch) 
Thus is love! Thus is love!
It cannot be satiated with kisses:
Who is such a fool as to try to fill
A sieve with nothing but water?
And if you scooped water for a thousand years;
And kissed for ever and ever,
You would never manage to satisfy love.
Love, love has strange new yearnings
Every hour of the day;
We wounded our lips with bites
When we kissed each other today.
The maiden held perfectly still,
Like a little lamb under the knife;
Her eyes pleaded:  just continue,
The more it hurts, the better!
Thus is love, and has been thus
As long as there has been love,
And Solomon, the wise one, was
Not in love any differently.


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Text added to the website: 2016-02-08 00:00:00
Last modified: 2016-02-08 13:11:03
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Word count: 121