by Joseph Karl Bernard (1780 - 1850)
Translation © by Emily Ezust

Vergebliche Liebe
Language: German (Deutsch) 
Available translation(s): CAT DUT ENG FRE
Ja, ich weiß es, diese treue Liebe
Hegt umsonst mein wundes Herz;
Wenn mir nur die kleinste Hoffnung bliebe:
Reich belohnet wär' mein Schmerz!

Aber auch die Hoffnung ist vergebens,
Kenn' ich doch ihr grausam Spiel.
Trotz der Treue meines [heissen]1 Strebens
Fliehet ewig mich das Ziel. -

Dennoch lieb' ich, dennoch hoff' ich immer,
Ohne Liebe, ohne Hoffnung treu;
Lassen kann ich diese Liebe nimmer,
Mit ihr bricht das Herz entzwey!

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Confirmed with Selam. Ein Almanach für Freunde des Mannigfaltigen. Herausgegeben von I.F.Castelli. Dritter Jahrgang 1814. Wien, gedruckt und im Verlage bey Anton Strauß, page 199.

1 omitted by Schubert

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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):

  • CAT Catalan (Català) (Salvador Pila) , "Amor inútil", copyright © 2016, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
  • DUT Dutch (Nederlands) [singable] (Lau Kanen) , "Vergeefse liefde", copyright © 2009, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
  • ENG English (Emily Ezust) , "Futile love", copyright ©
  • FRE French (Français) (Guy Laffaille) , "Amour inutile", copyright © 2012, (re)printed on this website with kind permission


Research team for this text: Emily Ezust [Administrator] , Peter Rastl [Guest Editor]

This text was added to the website between May 1995 and September 2003.
Line count: 12
Word count: 72

Futile love
Language: English  after the German (Deutsch) 
Yes, I know it, this true love
is cherished in vain by my injured heart!
If only there remained for me the smallest hope,
I would be richly rewarded for my pain!

But even this hope is futile,
for I know well her cruel game!
Despite the faithfulness of my struggle,
my goal ever flies from me!

Nevertheless, I love; nevertheless, I hope, always
without love, without true hope;
I can never abandon this love!
Without it, my heart would break in two!

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

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This text was added to the website between May 1995 and September 2003.
Line count: 12
Word count: 83