translation (thrown together this instant)

When You Stop Loving Me

Let someone tell you tomorrow they’re breaking it off
And into dust is wafted all of your dreams
How fearful it is, when you are suddenly unloved
And how all the more fearful, when you stop loving me

While you love me, life is beautiful
While you suffer, you know you’re still alive
The days to you do not carry on in vain;
A summer evening nevertheless will be kind

How high the heavens stand and how boundless
How bright the river flows and so cold
How tranquilly a woman laughs and yet
She behind her looks out to someone from the window

While you still love me, it’s all with you
From the first snow to the first clear night
And even far walking through a field
You will never be alone

Let someone tell you tomorrow they’re breaking it off
And into dust is wafted all of your dreams
Do not fear when you are suddenly unloved
For it will be far more fearful, when you stop loving me

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