by
Wilhelm Müller (1794 - 1827)
Doppelte Gefahr
Language: German (Deutsch)
Ich armer Fischerbube,
Wo soll ich schiffen hin?
Mein Nachen ist gar kleine,
Gar schüchtern ist mein Sinn.
Im hohen Meere draußen
Da sind die Wogen groß,
Da läßt aus Ost und Westen
Der Himmel die Stürme los.
Da jagen die Korsaren
Nach [jungem]1 Christenblut,
Da singen die Sirenen
Und locken hinab in die Fluth.
Am Ufer sitzt ein Mädchen,
Die hat ein Augenpaar,
Das droht mit Feuerflammen
Mir tödtliche Gefahr.
Sie strickt an einem Netze,
Will drin mich fangen ein;
Ihr Haar hat lange Flechten,
Dran soll ich gebunden sein.
Du liebliche Sirene,
Sirene von dem Strand,
Laß deine Stimme tönen
Hell über Meer und Land!
Tief unten in den Fluthen
Da ist ein goldnes Haus,
Da ruhen die Ertrunknen
In weichen Armen aus.
In diesem Liebesmeere
Wo wird die Ruhstätt' sein?
Entweder an deinem Herzen,
Ach! oder im Grabe mein.
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• H. Marschner View original text (without footnotes)
Confirmed with Sieben und siebzig Gedichte aus den hinterlassenen Papieren eines reisenden Waldhornisten, herausgegeben von Wilhelm Müller, Dessau, Bei Christian Georg Ackermann, 1821, pages 132-133. Modernized spelling would require changing "Fluth" to "Flut", "tödtliche" to "tödliche", etc.
1 Marschner: "jungen"
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Double Danger
Language: English after the German (Deutsch)
I'm a poor fisherman
Where should I go?
My boat is very small,
Quite shy is my sense.
Out in the high seas
The waves are surging big,
That is where from East and West
The sky lets loose the storms.
Pirates hunt
For young Christian blood,
Sirens sing
And lure down into the flood.
On the shore sits a girl,
Who has a pair of eyes,
Whose fire flames threaten
Me with deadly danger.
She is knitting a net,
Wants to catch me inside;
Her hair has long braids
I should be bound to it.
You sweet siren,
Siren from the beach,
Let your voice sound
Bright over sea and land!
Deep down in the waters
There is a golden house,
That is where the drowned ones
Rest in soft arms.
In this sea of love
Where will the place of rest be?
Either in your heart,
Alas, or in my grave?
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This text was added to the website: 2021-02-15
Line count: 32
Word count: 153