Translation © by Emily Ezust

Wie rafft' ich mich auf in der Nacht, in...
Language: German (Deutsch) 
Available translation(s): DUT ENG FRE
Wie rafft' ich mich auf in der Nacht, in der Nacht,
Und fühlte mich fürder gezogen,
Die Gassen verließ ich vom Wächter bewacht,
Durchwandelte sacht
In der Nacht, in der Nacht,
Das Tor mit dem gotischen Bogen.

Der Mühlbach rauschte durch felsigen Schacht,
Ich lehnte mich über die Brücke,
Tief unter mir nahm ich der Wogen in Acht,
Die wallten so sacht,
In der Nacht, in der Nacht,
Doch wallte nicht eine zurücke.

Es drehte sich oben, unzählig entfacht,
Melodischer Wandel der Sterne,
Mit ihnen der Mond in beruhigter Pracht,
Sie funkelten sacht
In der Nacht, in der Nacht,
Durch täuschend entlegene Ferne.

Ich blickte hinauf in der Nacht, in der Nacht,
Und blickte hinunter aufs neue:
O wehe, wie hast du die Tage verbracht,
Nun stille du sacht
In der Nacht, in der Nacht,
Im pochenden Herzen die Reue!

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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):

  • DUT Dutch (Nederlands) [singable] (Lau Kanen) , "Ik vloog overeind in de nacht", copyright © 2014, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
  • ENG English (Emily Ezust) , "How I roused myself in the night", copyright ©
  • FRE French (Français) (Pierre Mathé) , copyright © 2011, (re)printed on this website with kind permission


Research team for this text: Emily Ezust [Administrator] , Sharon Krebs [Guest Editor]

This text was added to the website between May 1995 and September 2003.
Line count: 24
Word count: 140

How I roused myself in the night
Language: English  after the German (Deutsch) 
Oh, how I roused myself in the night, in the night,
And felt myself drawn farther;
I left the alleys, guarded by the watchmen,
And wandered through quietly,
In the night, in the night,
The gate with the gothic arch.

The millbrook rushed through the rocky gorge,
I leaned over the bridge,
Observing far below me the waves,
Which rolled so quietly,
In the night, in the night,
Yet never did one roll back.

Overhead wanders the infinite, flickering,
melodic traffic of the stars,
With them, the moon in calm splendor;
They gleam quietly
In the night, in the night,
At a deceptively remote distance.

I gaze up into the night, in the night,
And gaze down again anew:
Alas, how have you spent the day!
Now, softly you try to still, 
In the night, in the night,
the remorse of your pounding heart!

Authorship

  • Translation from German (Deutsch) to English copyright © by Emily Ezust

    Emily Ezust permits her translations to be reproduced without prior permission for printed (not online) programs to free-admission concerts only, provided the following credit is given:

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This text was added to the website between May 1995 and September 2003.
Line count: 24
Word count: 144