Nachtlied

Poet: Joseph Eichendorff

Set by: Felix Mendelssohn


Gone is the light of day

From the distance comes the sound of bells

So time moves through the night

Taking many an unknowing soul with it


Where now is all the bountiful joy,

The comforting breast of a true friend,

The sweet light in the eye of a beloved?

Will no one, no one be cheerful with me?


Start up then, beloved nightingale,

You waterfall of bright sound!

God praise we all together,

Until the light of morning shines!

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