by Franz Schubert From Swansong (1828) D957

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English source: Jeremy Sams

Dark is the night
The streets are deserted
The house where my love lived
There, just like before...

It must be years now
Since she was last here
And even more years
Since I stood by her door.

But there’s someone else
Who stares at her window
He’s wracked with anguish
In pain and in woe

How I shudder
When, in a flash of moonlight
I see his face, it’s a face that I know.

You doppelgänger
So pale and so haunted
How dare you mock my misery?
How dare you suffer what I suffered?
So many nights
So long ago


Franz Schubert

Franz Peter Schubert was an late Classical and early Romantic composer. He produced a vast oeuvre during his short life, composing more the 600 vocal works (largely Lieder), and well as several symphonies, operas, and a large body of piano music. He…

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