"Am Brunnen vor dem Tore" is a poem written by Wilhelm Müller in 1823. 
Franz Schubert made a song from it for vocal and piano. 
Later it became part of his "Winterreise". 
Beneath you find the English translation.


Am Brunnen vor dem Tore,
Da steht ein Lindenbaum,
Ich träumt' in seinem Schatten
So manchen süßen Traum.
Ich schnitt in seine Rinde
So manches liebe Wort,
Es zog in Freud' und Leide
|Zu ihm mich immer fort

Ich mußt' auch heute wandern
Vorbei in tiefer Nacht
Da hab' ich noch im Dunkel
Die Augen zugemacht.
Und seine Zweige rauschten,
Als riefen sie mir zu:
Komm her zu mir, Geselle
Hier find'st du deine Ruh'!

Die kalten Winde bliesen
Mir grad' ins Angesicht,
Der Hut flog mir vom Kopfe,
Ich wendete mich nicht.
Nun bin ich manche Stunde
Entfernt von diesem Ort,
Und immer hör' ich's rauschen:
Du fändest Ruhe dort!

Outside the gate's a fountain
And an old Lindentree,
Under its shady branches
My dreams were sweet and free.
I carved in its old bark,
So many phrases dear.
In times of joy and sadness
|: It always drew me near. :|

Today I still must wander
All through the gloomy night
'twas then that in the darkness
I closed my eyes so tight.
And I heard branches whisper
As if they called to me:
Come to me weary traveler,
|: You'll find your peace with me. :|

The frigid winds were blowing
Against my face and me.
My hat flew into darkness,
I did not turn to see.
Now I am many hours
Away from this old tree
And still I hear it whispering
|: You'd find your peace with me. :|

Tr. Frank, 2001