Gretchen Am Spinnrade

Poet: Goethe

Set by: Schubert

My peace is gone, my heart is heavy

I will find it never and nevermore

Where I have him not

That is the grave to me,

The whole world is bitter,

My poor head is crazy,

My poor mind is torn apart.

My peace is gone, my heart is heavy

I will find it never and nevermore.

For him only I watch for 

out my window,

For him only I go 

out of the house.

His lofty walk,

His noble figure

His mouth’s smile

His eyes’ power,

And his speech’s magic flow.

The press of his hand,

And ah his kiss!

My peace is gone, my heart is heavy

I will find it never and nevermore.

My bosom urges itself after him,

If I could grasp and hold him, 

and kiss him as I want,

From his kisses I should die. 

My peace is gone, my heart is heavy.