Morgen muß ich fort von hier English translation
von Hermann Prey

Tomorrow I must leave here
And bid farewell.
Oh, you fairest adornment,
Parting brings sorrow.
Since I have loved you so faithfully
Beyond all measure,
Shall I leave you?


When two good friends are
Well acquainted with each other,
The sun and moon move
Before they part.
The pain is even greater
When a faithfully loving heart
Goes to a foreign land.

There on that green meadow
Stands my youthful life.
Shall I then, for my whole life,
Drift in a foreign land?
If I have wronged you,
I beg you, forget it,
For it is coming to an end.


If a little breeze kisses
Your cheeks or hands,
Think of it as sighs
That I am sending to you;
I send out a thousand daily,
Blowing around your house,
Because I remember you.