by
Friederike Robert (1795 - 1832)
Das Heimweh
Language: German (Deutsch)
Our translations: CAT DUT ENG FRE
Was ist's, das mir den Atem hemmet,
Und selbst den Seufzer unterdrückt?
Das stets in jeden Weg sich stemmet,
Und Sinn und Geist mir so verrückt?
Es ist das Heimweh! O Schmerzenslaut!
O Schmerzenslaut, wie klingst im Innern mir vertraut!
Was ist's, das mir den Willen raubet,
Zu jeder Tat mich mutlos macht?
Das mir die Flur, so grün belaubet,
Verwandelt in Gefängnissnacht?
Es ist das Heimweh! O Jammerton!
O Jammerton, wie lange tönst im Herzen schon!
Was ist's, das mich erstarrt und brennet,
Und jede Freud' und Lust vergällt?
Giebt es kein Wort, das dieses nennet,
Giebt es kein Wort in dieser Welt?
Es ist das Heimweh! O herbes Weh!
O herbes Weh! Die Heimat, ach! ich nimmer seh'.
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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) , "L'enyorança", copyright © 2022, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
- DUT Dutch (Nederlands) [singable] (Lau Kanen) , "Het heimwee", copyright © 2017, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
- ENG English (Sharon Krebs) , "Homesickness", copyright © 2013, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
- FRE French (Français) (Guy Laffaille) , "Le mal du pays", copyright © 2014, (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: 18
Word count: 120
Homesickness
Language: English  after the German (Deutsch)
What is it that stops my breath,
And even represses the sigh?
That insinuates itself into every pathway,
And so disturbs my mind and spirit?
It is homesickness! Oh cry of pain!
Oh cry of pain, how familiar you sound within my innermost being!
What it is that robs me of my will,
Makes me discouraged about every task?
That transforms the meadow, so green and leafy,
Into a night of imprisonment?
It is homesickness! Oh sound of lamentation!
Oh sound of lamentation, how long you have already been ringing in my heart!
What is it that makes me freeze and burn,
And turns every joy and passion to gall?
Is there no word that describes it,
Is there no word in this world?
It is homesickness! Oh bitter pain!
Oh bitter pain! My home, ah! I shall never see you again!
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This text was added to the website: 2013-09-26
Line count: 18
Word count: 142