by Wilhelm August Wohlbrück (c1794 - 1861)
Translation © by Jeffrey Williams

Ha! noch einen ganzen Tag! ‑ Ha! ha! welche Lust!
Language: German (Deutsch) 
Available translation(s): ENG
Ha! Noch einen ganzen Tag!
Überlang ist diese Zeit!
Zwei Opfer sind mir schon geweiht
Und das dritte ist leicht gefunden.

Ha! welche Lust, aus schönen Augen
An blühender Brust,
neues Leben in wonnigem Beben,
mit einem Kusse in sich zu saugen!

Ha! welche Lust, in liebendem Kosen,
Mit lüsternem Mut das süsseste Blut
Wie Saft der Rosen, von purpurnen Lippen 
schmeichelnd zu nippen!

Und wenn der brennende Durst sich stillt,
Und wenn das Blut dem Herzen entquillt,
Und wenn sie stöhnen voll Entsetzen:
Ha, ha, welch Ergötzen! Welche Lust!

Mit neuem Mut durchglüht mich ihr Blut;
Ihr Todesbeben ist frisches Leben!
Armes Liebchen, bleich wie Schnee,
tat dir wohl im Herzen weh!

Ach, einst fühlt' ich selbst die Schmerzen
ihrer Angst im warmen Herzen,
das der Himmel fühlend schuf.

Mahnt mich nicht in diesen Tönen,
die den Himmel frech verhöhnen,
Ich verstehe euren Ruf!
Ha, welche Lust!

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  • ENG English (Jeffrey Williams) , "Ha! another full day! - Ha! what pleasure!", copyright © 2021, (re)printed on this website with kind permission


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This text was added to the website: 2009-12-15
Line count: 27
Word count: 148

Ha! another full day! ‑ Ha! what pleasure!
Language: English  after the German (Deutsch) 
Ha! Another full day!
Overly long is this time!
Two victims are to me already consecrated,
And the third is easily found.

Ha, what pleasure from beautiful eyes
at blooming bosom,
new life in wonderful quiver,
with a kiss in oneself to suck.

Ha, what pleasure, in loving caress
with lusty courage the sweetest blood
like juice of roses from crimson lips
flatteringly to sip!

And when the burning thirst oneself calms
and when the blood from heart gushes
and when they moan full of horror,
Ha, ha, what amusement!  What pleasure!

With new courage glows through me her blood
Her deathly shaking is fresh life!
Poor little darling, white as snow
I really hurt you in the heart!

Oh, once felt I myself the pains
her anguish in warm heart
That the skies feelingly created.

Admonish me not in these tones,
That the skies mock impudently.
I understand your call!
Ha, what pleasure!

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This text was added to the website: 2021-02-15
Line count: 27
Word count: 154