by Heinrich Heine (1797 - 1856)
Translation © by Emily Ezust

Es treibt mich hin, es treibt mich her!
Language: German (Deutsch) 
Available translation(s): CAT DUT ENG FRE ITA
Es treibt mich hin, es treibt mich her!
Noch wenige Stunden, dann soll ich sie schauen,
sie selber, die schönste der schönen Jungfrauen; -
du [treues]1 Herz, was pochst du so schwer!

Die Stunden sind aber ein faules Volk!
Schleppen sich behaglich träge,
schleichen gähnend ihre Wege; -
tummle dich, du faules Volk!

Tobende Eile mich treibend erfaßt!
Aber wohl niemals liebten die Horen; -
heimlich im grausamen Bunde verschworen,
spotten sie tückisch der Liebenden Hast.

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1 Schumann: "armes"

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

  • CAT Catalan (Català) (Salvador Pila) , copyright © 2014, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
  • DUT Dutch (Nederlands) [singable] (Lau Kanen) , "Ik loop naar hier, ik loop naar daar", copyright © 2012, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
  • ENG English (Emily Ezust) , "I'm driven here, I'm driven there", copyright ©
  • FRE French (Français) (Pierre Mathé) , copyright © 2008, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
  • ITA Italian (Italiano) (Amelia Maria Imbarrato) , "Mi sento agitato, spinto di qua, di là!", copyright © 2006, (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: 12
Word count: 76

I'm driven here, I'm driven there
Language: English  after the German (Deutsch) 
 I'm driven here, I'm driven there!
 In only a few more hours I will see her,
 she herself, the fairest of fair young women; -
 you true heart, how heavily you pound!
 
 But the hours are lazy people!
 They drag themselves comfortably and sluggishly,
 creeping with yawns along their paths; -
 rouse yourself, you lazy fool!
 
 A charging hurry seizes and drives me!
 But the Hours have never been in love;
 sworn secretly to cruel conspiracy,
 they mock treacherously the lover's haste.

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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