How happy and fresh my thoughts soar

Brahms, Johannes

How happy and fresh my thoughts soar,

Behind me I leave all my fears,

My heart strives with new cheer,

And new yearnings awaken.

The stars are mirrored in the sea,

And golden gleams the tide.

I ran dizzily hither and thither,

And was neither bad nor good.

Yet weighed down

Are doubts and indecisive thoughts;

O carry me, you rocking waves,

To my homeland, long yearned-for.

In the dear, darkening distance,

There call the songs of home,

From every star

She gazes down with gentle eyes.

Smooth yourself, o trusty wave,

Lead me on the long road

To that well-beloved threshhold,

To my Happiness at long last!