From the recording Gretchen am Spinnrade
Lyrics
Poetic English translation:
My peace is gone, my heart is weary, I will never find it again. Where I don't have it, it's in my grave. My whole world is defeated. I have gone mad; My senses all torn. After him, I look out the window, after him I go out of the house. His high gait, his noble form, his smiling mouth, his violent eyes, his enchanting speech. His handshake and oh, his kiss! My Bosom pushes toward him. Oh, I want to grasp him, hold him and kiss him! His kisses should pass or I could kiss him the way I want to! My peace is gone; my heart is weary.