I bear no grudge, even though my heart may break,
eternally lost love! I bear no grudge.
However you may shine in the splendor of your diamonds,
no ray of light falls in the darkness of your heart.
I have long known this, I saw you in a dream,
and saw the night within the void of your heart,
and saw the serpent that is eating your heart-
I saw, my love, how very miserable you are.
I think I must have a dark side that occasionally sneaks out of the closet. I love this poem set to music by Robert Schumann.
It’s a satisfying piece to play on the piano (assuming the singer is in tune) – the notes are easy and you have to love the low octaves and crunchy chords – discordant for the 19th century at the most word-worthy moments. And trust me, it works better in German.
If I were bitter about a break-up, I’m sure I would play it ad nauseum.
The incomparable Dietrich Fischer Dieskau (1925-2012) with the also-incomparable Gerald Moore (1899-1987) on piano, at the Salzburg Festival, 1956.
English translation of the German Ich Grolle Nicht: Wikibooks