Translation © by Emily Ezust

Lust der Sturmnacht
Language: German (Deutsch) 
Available translation(s): CAT DUT ENG FRE ITA
[Wenn]1 durch Berg und Tale draußen
Regen schauert, Stürme brausen,
Schild und Fenster hell erklirren,
Und in Nacht die Wandrer irren,

Ruht es sich so süß hier innen,
Aufgelöst in sel'ges Minnen;
All der goldne Himmelsschimmer
Flieht herein ins stille Zimmer:

Reiches Leben, hab Erbarmen!
Halt mich fest in linden Armen!
Lenzesblumen aufwärts dringen,
Wölklein ziehn und [Vöglein]2 singen.

Ende nie, du Sturmnacht, wilde!
Klirrt, ihr Fenster, schwankt, ihr Schilde, 
Bäumt euch, Wälder, braus, o Welle,
Mich umfängt des Himmels Helle!

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1 Baußnern: "Wann"
2 Baußnern: "Vögel"


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

  • CAT Catalan (Català) (Salvador Pila) , "Goig de la nit tempestuosa", copyright © 2014, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
  • DUT Dutch (Nederlands) [singable] (Lau Kanen) , "Genieten in de stormnacht", copyright © 2012, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
  • ENG English (Emily Ezust) , "The pleasure of a stormy night", copyright ©
  • FRE French (Français) (Guy Laffaille) , "Plaisir d'une nuit de tempête", copyright © 2010, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
  • ITA Italian (Italiano) (Amelia Maria Imbarrato) , "Gioia della notte tempestosa", copyright © 2006, (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: 16
Word count: 81

The pleasure of a stormy night
Language: English  after the German (Deutsch) 
When, outside, over mountain and valley
rain pours and storms rage,
name-plate and window rattle clearly,
and in the night the traveller goes astray,

it is so sweet to rest here inside,
surrendering to blissful love;
all of Heaven's golden glow
flees to this quiet room:

Rich life, have mercy!
Hold me fast in your gentle arms!
Spring flowers thrust upward,
clouds float by and birds sing.

Never end, you stormy, wild night!
Rattle, you window; shake, you name-plate;
Rear up, forests; roar, o wave:
Heaven's brightness holds me fast!


  • 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: 16
Word count: 90