by Friedrich Rückert (1788 - 1866)
Translation Singable translation by John Sullivan Dwight (1813 - 1893)

Er ist gekommen
Language: German (Deutsch) 
Available translation(s): CAT DUT ENG FRE
Er ist gekommen
In Sturm und Regen,
Ihm schlug beklommen 
Mein Herz entgegen.
Wie konnt' ich ahnen, 
Daß seine Bahnen
Sich einen sollten meinen Wegen?

Er ist gekommen 
In Sturm und Regen,
Er hat genommen 
Mein Herz verwegen.
Nahm er das meine? 
Nahm ich das seine?
Die beiden kamen sich entgegen.

Er ist gekommen 
In Sturm und Regen.
Nun ist [entglommen]1 
Des Frühlings Segen.
Der Freund zieht weiter, 
Ich seh' es heiter,
Denn [er bleibt mein]2 auf allen Wegen.

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Note: this poem appears in collections in different places: Zweiter Strauß, Geschieden, no. 3 (and sometimes 7); and Erster Strauss, no. 35.
1 C. Schumann: "gekommen"
2 Franz: "mein bleibt er"

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  • CAT Catalan (Català) (Salvador Pila) , copyright © 2015, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
  • DUT Dutch (Nederlands) [singable] (Lau Kanen) , "Hij is gekomen in storm en regen", copyright © 2012, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
  • ENG English (David Kenneth Smith) , "He came in storm and rain", copyright © 1996, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
  • ENG English [singable] (John Sullivan Dwight) , "His coming"
  • FRE French (Français) (Pierre Mathé) , "Il est venu sous la tempête et la pluie", copyright © 2008, (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: 21
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His coming
Language: English  after the German (Deutsch) 
Wild was the day when
He came with greeting,
Wildly toward him
My heart was beating.
Ah! blissful morning!
Strange, only warning
Of our two ways
Divinely meeting.

Wild was the day and
The rain was beating,
He won my heart by
His look and greeting.
Nay, 'twas no wooing,
'Twas Fate's own doing:
Ere eyes had met,
Our souls were meeting!

Dark was the day of
His coming and greeting!
Days may be dark, and
The roses fleeting;
No longer he's near me,
Yet faith shall cheer me,
His heart to mine
Still truly beating.

From the Franz score.

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This text was added to the website: 2011-04-25
Line count: 24
Word count: 96