Da ich in Jugendnot und Scham
Zu dir mit leiser Bitte kam,
Hast du gelacht
Und hast aus meiner Liebe
Ein Spiel gemacht.
Nun bist du müde und spielst nicht mehr,
Mit dunklen Augen blickst du her
Aus deiner Not,
Und willst die Liebe haben,
Die ich dir damals bot.
Ach, die ist lang verglommen
Und kann nicht wiederkommen -
Einst war sie dein!
Nun kennt sie keine Namen mehr
Und will alleine sein.
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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):
- ENG English (Sharon Krebs) , "Too late", copyright © 2018, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
- FRE French (Français) (Pierre Mathé) , "Trop tard", copyright © 2013, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
Research team for this page: Emily Ezust
[Administrator] , Sharon Krebs
[Guest Editor] This text was added to the website: 2009-04-30
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Word count: 74
When in distress of youth and shyness
I came to you with a quiet plea,
You laughed
And made a game
Of my love.
Now you are tired and play no more,
With dark eyes you gaze forth
From your misery,
And wish to have the love
That I offered you back then.
Ah, that love has long died away
And cannot return -
Once it was yours!
Now it no longer knows any names
And wants to be alone.