In a cold stream,
There goes a wheel of a mill;
My love has vanished,
That used to live there;
My love has vanished,
That used to live there.
She promised me loyalty
And handed me a ring;
She broke her word
And the ring broke in two;
She broke her word
And the ring broke in two.
[...]
As I hear the wheel spin:
I don't know what I want.
I prefer to die,
Then it would be quiet once;
I prefer to die,
Then it would be quiet once.
A quick translation I made of Eichendorffs poem "In einem kühlen Grunde". I'm sure you will find better translations out there but as it holds great meaning to me since my mother used to sing it, I wanted to present it in my own way.
This is my first post, much love.
There goes a wheel of a mill;
My love has vanished,
That used to live there;
My love has vanished,
That used to live there.
She promised me loyalty
And handed me a ring;
She broke her word
And the ring broke in two;
She broke her word
And the ring broke in two.
[...]
As I hear the wheel spin:
I don't know what I want.
I prefer to die,
Then it would be quiet once;
I prefer to die,
Then it would be quiet once.
A quick translation I made of Eichendorffs poem "In einem kühlen Grunde". I'm sure you will find better translations out there but as it holds great meaning to me since my mother used to sing it, I wanted to present it in my own way.
This is my first post, much love.
