So tönet denn, schäumende Wellen
Language: German (Deutsch)
Available translation(s): CAT DUT ENG FRE ITA LIT TUR
So tönet denn, schäumende Wellen,
Und windet euch rund um mich her!
Mag Unglück doch laut um mich bellen,
Erbost sein das grausame Meer!
Ich lache den stürmenden Wettern,
Verachte den Zorngrimm der Flut;
O, mögen mich Felsen zerschmettern!
Denn nimmer wird es gut.
Nicht klag' ich, und mag ich nun scheitern,
Im wäßrigen Tiefen vergehn!
Mein Blick wird sich nie mehr erheitern,
Den Stern meiner Liebe zu sehn.
So wälzt euch bergab mit Gewittern,
Und raset, ihr Stürme, mich an,
Daß Felsen an Felsen zersplittern!
Ich bin ein verlorener Mann.
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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) , "Desesperança", copyright © 2022, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
- DUT Dutch (Nederlands) [singable] (Lau Kanen) , "Vertwijfeling", copyright © 2015, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
- ENG English (Emily Ezust) , no title, copyright ©
- FRE French (Français) (Pierre Mathé) , copyright © 2010, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
- ITA Italian (Italiano) (Ferdinando Albeggiani) , "Disperazione", copyright © 2008, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
- LIT Lithuanian (Lietuvių kalba) (Giedrius Prunskus) , "Abejonė", copyright © 2022, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
- TUR Turkish (Türkçe) (Gül Sabar) , copyright © 2016, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
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This text was added to the website between May 1995 and September 2003.
Line count: 16
Word count: 91
Ainsi donc retentissez, vagues écumantes
Language: French (Français)  after the German (Deutsch)
Ainsi donc retentissez, vagues écumantes,
Et venez vous enrouler autour de moi !
Le malheur peut bien hurler après moi,
La mer cruelle être exaspérée !
Je me ris de la tempête,
Je méprise la colère des flots ;
Ô que ne puis-je me fracasser sur les rochers !
Car cela ne va jamais s'améliorer.
Je ne me plains pas, et peux bien faire naufrage,
Et disparaître dans les profondeurs liquides !
Mon regard ne se réjouira plus jamais
À la vue de l'étoile de mon amour.
Alors, orages, abattez-vous,
Et vous, tempêtes, foncez sur moi,
Que les rochers me pulvérisent !
Je suis un homme perdu !
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- Translation from German (Deutsch) to French (Français) copyright © 2010 by Pierre Mathé, (re)printed on this website with kind permission. To reprint and distribute this author's work for concert programs, CD booklets, etc., you may ask the copyright-holder(s) directly or ask us; we are authorized to grant permission on their behalf. Please provide the translator's name when contacting us.
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Line count: 16
Word count: 108