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Wenn still mit seinen letzten Flammen

Language: German (Deutsch)

Wenn still [mit]1 seinen letzten Flammen
Der Abend in das Meer versank,
Dann wandeln traulich wir zusammen
Am Waldgestad im Buchengang.

Wir sehn den Mond durch Wolken steigen,
Wir hören fern die Nachtigall,
Wir atmen Düfte, doch wir schweigen -
Was soll der Worte leerer Schall?

Das höchste Glück hat keine Lieder,
Der Liebe Lust ist still und mild;
Ein Kuß, ein Blicken hin und wieder,
Und alle Sehnsucht ist gestillt.

Translation(s): FRE

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Musical settings (art songs, Lieder, mélodies, (etc.), choral pieces, and other vocal works set to this text), listed by composer (not necessarily exhaustive)

Available translations, adaptations or excerpts, and transliterations (if applicable):

  • FRE French (Français) (Pierre Mathé) , copyright © 2013, (re)printed on this website with kind permission

Text added to the website: 2009-01-05.
Last modified: 2014-06-16 10:03:03
Line count: 12
Word count: 71

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En silence, dans ses dernières flammes

Language: French (Français) after the German (Deutsch)

En silence, dans ses dernières flammes,
Le soir s'est noyé dans la mer,
Puis nous marchons ensemble avec abandon
Sur l'allée de hêtres au bord de la forêt.

Nous voyons la lune monter à travers les nuages,
Nous entendons le rossignol au loin,
Nous respirons les parfums, mais nous nous taisons --
Qu'apporterait le son de paroles vides ?

Le plus grand bonheur ne se chante pas,
La joie de l'amour est muette et douce ;
Un baiser, un regard de temps en temps,
Et la nostalgie s'en va.

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Text added to the website: 2013-12-20.
Last modified: 2014-06-16 10:05:26
Line count: 12
Word count: 88