Do you know that wound that so cruelly

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by Wilhelm, Freiherr von Marsano (1797 - 1871)

Translation © by Sharon Krebs

Kennt ihr die Wunde, die so heiß

Language: German (Deutsch)

Our translations: ENG

Kennt ihr die Wunde, die so heiß
An meinem Leben zehrt,
Die mir kein Arzt zu heilen weiß
Gar klug und hochgelehrt.
 
Hier trag' ich sie, links in der Brust,
Hier in dem Herzen tief;
Es ist, als ob drinn Schmerz und Lust
In einer Wiege schlief.
 
Bald flammt sie auf, bald kühlt sie mich,
Und brennt und tobt und wühlt;
Ach, einmal habt ihr sicherlich
Sie Alle schon gefühlt.
 
Sie zehrt am Mark, sie lähmt den Muth,
Und was ich nicht versteh':
Man sieht sie nicht, es quillt kein Blut,
Und thut doch gar so weh! --

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Confirmed with Der Gesellschafter oder Blätter für Geist und Herz, 99. Blatt (Montag den 21. Juni) 1824, page 489

Text Authorship:

by Wilhelm, Freiherr von Marsano (1797 - 1871), no title, appears in Wander-Lieder, no. 3 [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 Heinrich August Marschner (1795 - 1861), "Kennt ihr die Wunde, die so heiss ", op. 35 no. 3, published 1838 [ voice and piano ], from Sechs Wanderlieder von W. Marsano, no. 3, Leipzig, Hofmeister [sung text not yet checked]

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

ENG English (Sharon Krebs) , copyright © 2016, (re)printed on this website with kind permission

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Do you know that wound that so cruelly

Language: English after the German (Deutsch)

Do you know that wound that so cruelly
Saps my life,
That no physician, though clever and learned,
Has the skill to heal[?]
 
Here I carry it, in my breast on the left,
Here deep in my heart;
It is as if within there pain and joy
Slept in a single cradle.
 
Sometimes it flames up, sometimes it cools,
And burns and rages and roils;
Ah, at some point you all must
Certainly have felt it as well.
 
It saps one’s marrow, it paralyses the spirit,
And what I do not understand:
One does not see it, no blood flows,
And yet it hurts so exceedingly! --

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a text in German (Deutsch) by Wilhelm, Freiherr von Marsano (1797 - 1871), no title, appears in Wander-Lieder, no. 3
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This text was added to the website: 2016-10-24
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Word count: 106