Wherever my heart is to night
I hope it will lie there still
For stars are burning so bright
Giving me hope to fulfill
When lone one day I become
I will remember this all
These yearnings then to me hum
Another day again in fall
Wherever my heart is to night
It won't be lonesome or blue
You are my only searching light
All that I see is just you
When lone one day I become
I will remember this all
These old chords back to me strum
Songs that my heart did recall
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The final stanza especially shines for me, Peter.