In this marvelous song, the seventh in Schubert's "Die Schöne Müllerin, we find our miller in a state of intense euphoria, imploring that all of nature proclaim his love for the maiden, since she hasn't picked it up from his ardent expressions.
7) Ungeduld (Impatience)
I’d like to carve it in the bark of every tree,
I’d like to inscribe it on every pebble,
I’d like sow every fresh plot
with cress seed that would quickly reveal it;
I’d like to write it on every piece of white paper:
Yours is my heart, and it shall ever remain!
I’d like to train a young starling
until it spoke the words, pure and clear;
until it spoke with the sound of my voice,
with my heart’s full, ardent yearning.
then it would sing brightly at her window:
Yours is my heart, and it shall ever remain!
I’d like to breathe it to the morning winds,
and whisper it through the rustling grove.
If only every flower could send
Its fragrant scents to her from near and far.
Waves, can’t you drive anything but mill-wheels?
Yours is my heart, and it shall ever remain!
I should have thought it would show in my eyes,
could be seen burning on my cheeks,
could be read on my silent lips;
my every breath proclaims it to her;
but she sees naught of all this anxious pleading:
Yours is my heart, and it shall ever remain!
Schubert: Die schöne Müllerin D.795 - 7. Ungeduld - Wunderlich(1965)
Schubert: Die schöne Müllerin D.795 - 7. Ungeduld - Wunderlich(1965)
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