Example 10. Schubert, Nähe des Geliebten (second version)
|I think of you—when the sun’s shimmers stream to me from the sea.
I think of you—when the moon’s glimmers paint themselves on springs.
|I see you—when dust blows about on distant roads;
When, in the dark of night, on a narrow path, the wanderer quakes with fright.
|I hear you—when there waves well up with a dull roar!
—And in still groves, where often I go to listen, when all is silent.
|I am with you; however distant you might be, you are near me!
The sun sinks, soon stars will shine. O, would that you were here!