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by B. Eduard Schulz (1813 - 1842), as Edouard Ferrand
Translation © by Emily Ezust

Treue Liebe
Language: German (Deutsch) 
Our translations:  CAT DUT ENG FRE SPA
Ein Mägdlein saß am Meerestrand
Und blickte voll Sehnsucht ins Weite.
»Wo bleibst du, mein Liebster, Wo weilst du so lang?
Nicht ruhen läßt mich des Herzens Drang.
Ach, kämst du, mein Liebster, doch heute!«

Der Abend nahte, die Sonne sank
Am Saum des Himmels darnieder.
»So trägt dich die Welle mir nimmer zurück?
Vergebens späht in die Ferne mein Blick.
Wo find' ich, mein Liebster, dich wieder,

Die Wasser umspielten ihr schmeichelnd den Fuß,
Wie Träume von seligen Stunden;
Es zog sie zur Tiefe mit stiller Gewalt:
Nie stand mehr am Ufer die holde Gestalt,
Sie hat den Geliebten gefunden!

Text Authorship:

  • by B. Eduard Schulz (1813 - 1842), as Edouard Ferrand, appears in Gedichte von E. Ferrand, first published 1834 [author's text not yet checked against a primary source]

Musical settings (art songs, Lieder, mélodies, (etc.), choral pieces, and other vocal works set to this text), listed by composer (not necessarily exhaustive):

  • by Johannes Brahms (1833 - 1897), "Treue Liebe", op. 7 (Sechs Gesänge) no. 1 (1852), published 1854 [ voice and piano ], Leipzig, Breitkopf und Härtel [sung text checked 1 time]
  • by Alexander von Fielitz (1860 - 1930), "Treue Liebe", op. 81 (Sechs Lieder für 1 mittlere Singstimme mit Pianoforte) no. 5, published 1904 [ medium voice and piano ], Leipzig, Breitkopf und Härtel [sung text not yet checked]
  • by Friedrich August Reissiger (1809 - 1883), "Treue Liebe", op. 17 (Gesänge und Lieder, sechstes Liederheft) no. 5, published 1836 [ soprano or tenor and piano ], Berlin, Crantz [sung text not yet checked]
  • by Ernst Hermann Seyffardt (1859 - 1942), "Treue Liebe", op. 10 no. 3, published 1875 [ high voice and piano ], Berlin, Simon [sung text not yet checked]

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

  • CAT Catalan (Català) (Salvador Pila) , "Amor fidel", copyright © 2022, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
  • DUT Dutch (Nederlands) [singable] (Lau Kanen) , "Trouwe liefde", copyright © 2014, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
  • ENG English (Emily Ezust) , "True Love", copyright ©
  • FRE French (Français) (Guy Laffaille) , "Amour fidèle", copyright © 2013, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
  • SPA Spanish (Español) (Alfonso Sebastián) , "Amor fiel", copyright © 2021, (re)printed on this website with kind permission


Researcher for this text: Emily Ezust [Administrator]

This text was added to the website between May 1995 and September 2003.
Line count: 15
Word count: 101

True Love
Language: English  after the German (Deutsch) 
A maiden sat by the seashore
And looked, full of longing, into the distance.
"Where are you, my lover? What is keeping you so long?
The turmoil of my heart gives me no rest.
Ah, if only you would come today, my love!"

The evening approached, the sun sank low
At the edge of the sky.
"So the waves will never then bring you back?
It is then in vain that I peer in the distance.
Where will I find you again, my beloved?«

The creeping water played about her feet, 
Like a dream of blissful hours;
She was drawn to the depths by some silent power:
No more did that lovely form stand on the shore;
She had found her beloved again!

Text Authorship:

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

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Based on:

  • a text in German (Deutsch) by B. Eduard Schulz (1813 - 1842), as Edouard Ferrand, appears in Gedichte von E. Ferrand, first published 1834
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This text was added to the website between May 1995 and September 2003.
Line count: 15
Word count: 123

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