by Georg Friedrich Daumer (1800 - 1875)
Translation © by Robert Schall

Flammenauge, dunkles Haar
Language: German (Deutsch)  after the Russian (Русский) 
Available translation(s): AFR CAT DUT ENG ENG FIN FRE ITA
Flammenauge, dunkles Haar,
Knabe wonnig und verwogen,
Kummer ist durch dich hinein
in mein armes Herz gezogen!

Kann in Eis der Sonne Brand,
sich in Nacht der Tag verkehren?
Kann die heisse Menschenbrust
atmen ohne Glutbegehren?

Ist die Flur so voller Licht,
daß die Blum' im Dunkel stehe?
Ist die Welt so voller Lust,
daß das Herz in Qual vergehe?

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

  • AFR Afrikaans [singable] (Robert Schall) , copyright © 2020, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
  • CAT Catalan (Català) (Salvador Pila) , copyright © 2015, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
  • DUT Dutch (Nederlands) [singable] (Lau Kanen) , copyright © 2015, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
  • ENG English (Emily Ezust) , "Flaming eyes, dark hair", copyright ©
  • ENG English [singable] (Robert Schall) , copyright © 2020, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
  • FIN Finnish (Suomi) (Erkki Pullinen) , copyright © 2017, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
  • FRE French (Français) (Pierre Mathé) , copyright © 2012, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
  • ITA Italian (Italiano) (Ferdinando Albeggiani) , "Occhi di brace, chioma corvina", copyright © 2012, (re)printed on this website with kind permission


Researcher for this text: Mimi Ezust

This text was added to the website between May 1995 and September 2003.
Line count: 12
Word count: 60

Pitch‑black hair and eyes aflame
Language: English  after the German (Deutsch) 
Pitch-black hair and eyes aflame,
daring and delightful lad,
through your doing, all the same,
my poor heart and soul are sad.

Can the day turn into night,
turn to ice a blazing fire?
Can a living bosom breathe
never having felt desire?

Are the fields so full of light
that the flow’r stands in the gloom?
Is the world so full of joy
that the heart must meet its doom?

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This text was added to the website: 2020-03-09
Line count: 12
Word count: 71