Johann Wolfgang von Goethe: Gretchen’s Song

MY peace is gone,
My heart’s in pain;
I’ll never, never
Find peace again.

Where he cannot be
Is a grave for me,
The world and all
Is turned to gall.

My poor, poor head
Is gone astray,
My sense has fled
Oh, quite away.

My peace is gone,
My heart’s in pain;
I’ll never, never
Find peace again.

Out of the window
For him I gaze,
I seek him only
On all my ways.

His noble build,
His bearing high,
The smile on his lips,
The power of his eye!

To hear him talk—
What magic bliss,
To feel his hand,
And—oh, his kiss!

My peace is gone,
My heart’s in pain;
I’ll never, never
Find peace again.

My bosom longs
To hold him fast.
If I could clasp him—
What joy at last!

And I should kiss him
With my last breath,
Till with his kisses
I found my death!


From Faust. Translation by Margarete Münsterberg.

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