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Du hohe Kunst, der ich geglaubt

Language: German (Deutsch)

Du hohe Kunst, der ich geglaubt
So manches lange herbe Jahr,
Leg' in den Schoß mein schweres Haupt
Und glätte mir das graue Haar.

Leg' ab die Maske, ich bin da,
Der Geiger, der dich lange kennt
Und alle Heimlichkeiten sah,
Und dennoch in die Flamme rennt.

Gib mir ein Lied so laut und wild,
So lachend, bitter und gemein
Wie mir's aus allen Träumen quillt,
So sollst du meine Liebste sein.


Translation(s): ENG

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Confirmed with Hermann Hesse Sämtliche Werke, herausgegeben von Volker Michels, Band 10 Die Gedichte, bearbeitet von Peter Huber, Frankfurt am Main: Suhrkamp Verlag, 2002, page 50.


Submitted by Sharon Krebs [Guest Editor]

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

  • ENG English (Sharon Krebs) , "To the art [of music]", copyright © 2014, (re)printed on this website with kind permission


Text added to the website: 2014-02-17.
Last modified: 2018-07-12 15:45:55
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Word count: 72

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To the art [of music]

Language: English after the German (Deutsch)

You high art, in which I believed
Many a long, bitter year,
Place my heavy head on your lap
And smooth my grey hair.

Take off the mask, I am here,
The violinist who has known you long
And who saw all the secrets,
And nevertheless runs into the flames.

Give me a song so loud and wild,
So laughing, bitter and mean
As it gushes forth from all my dreams,
Then you shall be my most dearly beloved.


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Text added to the website: 2014-02-17.
Last modified: 2014-06-16 10:05:29
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Word count: 79