by Emanuel von Geibel (1815 - 1884)
Translation Singable translation by Charles Tomlinson Griffes (1884 - 1920)

Mein Herz ist wie die dunkle Nacht
Language: German (Deutsch) 
Available translation(s): CAT DUT ENG FRE HEB LIT
Mein Herz ist wie die dunkle Nacht,
Wenn alle Wipfel rauschen;
Da steigt der Mond in voller Pracht
Aus Wolken sacht,
Und sieh, - der Wald verstummt in tiefem Lauschen.

Der Mond, der [helle]1 Mond bist du:
[Aus]2 deiner Liebesfülle
Wirf [einen, einen]3 Blick mir zu 
Voll Himmelsruh',
Und sieh, dies ungestüme Herz - wird stille.

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1 Mendelssohn: "lichte"
2 Mendelssohn: "In"
3 Randhartinger: "einen einz'gen"

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

  • CAT Catalan (Català) (Salvador Pila) , copyright © 2022, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
  • DUT Dutch (Nederlands) [singable] (Lau Kanen) , copyright © 2017, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
  • ENG English [singable] (Charles Tomlinson Griffes)
  • ENG English (Carl Johengen) , "My heart is like the dark night", copyright © 2003, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
  • FRE French (Français) (Pierre Mathé) , copyright © 2009, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
  • HEB Hebrew (עברית) (Ehud Shapiro) , "הירח", copyright © 2006, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
  • LIT Lithuanian (Lietuvių kalba) (Giedrius Prunskus) , copyright © 2022, (re)printed on this website with kind permission


Research team for this text: Emily Ezust [Administrator] , Johann Winkler

This text was added to the website between May 1995 and September 2003.
Line count: 10
Word count: 56

My heart is like the gloomy night
Language: English  after the German (Deutsch) 
My heart is like the gloomy night,
When all the treetops murmur;
The moon in glorious splendor rises
From the clouds --
Behold, the forest harkens in deep silence.

The moon, the brilliant moon thou art;
From out of your love's abundance
Throw one, just one dear glance to me
With heaven's peace --
Behold, the raging heart will soon be silent.

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Researcher for this text: Emily Ezust [Administrator]

This text was added to the website: 2009-08-23
Line count: 10
Word count: 60