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!