Julius Kerner (1786 – 1862)



Poesie ist tiefes Schmerzen,

Und es kommt das echte Lied

Einzig aus dem Menschenherzen,

Das ein tiefes Leid durchglüht.


Poetry is profound sorrow

And the truest of all songs

Rises from heart’s deepest burrow,

Glowing in pain’s fire-tongs.


Doch die höchsten Poesien

Schweigen wie der höchste Schmerz,

Nur wie Geisterschatten ziehen

Stumm sie durchs gebrochne Herz.


As deepest pain cries without sound

So does poet’s greatest art,

Haunts as shadow through the dead ground

That is known as broken heart.


One response »

  1. Lovely tristesse, makes me soooo sad I think I go and search a rope and hang myself on the ceiling fan.

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