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Windes Rauschen, Gottes Flügel

Language: German (Deutsch)

Windes Rauschen, Gottes Flügel,
Tief in kühler Waldesnacht;
Wie der Held in Rosses Bügel,
Schwingt sich des Gedankens Macht.
Wie die alten Tannen sausen,
Hört man Geistes Wogen brausen.

Herrlich ist der Flamme Leuchten
In des Morgenglanzes [Roth]1,
Oder die das Feld [befeuchten]2,
Blitze, schwanger oft von Tod.
Rasch die Flamme zuckt und lodert,
Wie zu Gott hinaufgefodert.

Ewig's Rauschen sanfter Quellen
Zaubert Blumen aus dem Schmerz,
Trauer doch in linden [Wellen]3
Schlägt uns lockend an das Herz;
Fernab hin der Geist gezogen,
Die uns locken, durch die Wogen.

Drang des Lebens aus der Hülle,
Kampf der starken Triebe wild,
Wird zur schönsten Liebesfülle,
Durch des Geistes Hauch gestillt.
Schöpferischer Lüfte Wehen
Fühlt man durch die Seele gehen.

Windes Rauschen, Gottes Flügel,
Tief in [dunkler]4 Waldesnacht,
Frei gegeben alle Zügel
Schwingt sich des Gedankens Macht,
Hört in Lüften ohne Grausen
Den Gesang der Geister brausen.


Translation(s): CAT DUT ENG FRE ITA

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Confirmed with Dichter-Garten. Erster Gang. Violen. Herausgegeben von Rostorf. Würzburg, bei Joseph Stahel, 1807, pages 3-4; and with Friedrich Schlegels sämmtliche Werke. Erster Band. Gedichte. Berlin, bei Julius Eduard Hitzig, 1809, pages 292-293.

1 Schubert: "Thau"
2 Schubert: "beleuchten"
3 Schubert: "Tönen"
4 Schubert: "kühler", but "dunkler" in the final repeat

Note: There is a posthumous version of an alternative text, an adaption by Ludwig Stark.


Submitted by Emily Ezust [Administrator] and Peter Rastl [Guest Editor]

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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):

  • CAT Catalan (Català) (Salvador Pila) , "Nit al bosc (Al bosc)", copyright © 2014, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
  • DUT Dutch (Nederlands) [singable] (Lau Kanen) , "Nacht in het woud (In het woud)", copyright © 2007, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
  • ENG English (Sharon Krebs) , copyright © 2015, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
  • FRE French (Français) (Guy Laffaille) , "Nuit dans la forêt ( Dans la forêt)", copyright © 2010, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
  • GER German (Deutsch) (Ludwig Stark) [an adaptation]
  • ITA Italian (Italiano) (Ferdinando Albeggiani) , "Notte nel bosco (Nel bosco)", copyright © 2009, (re)printed on this website with kind permission


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The soughing of the wind, God's pinions

Language: English after the German (Deutsch)

The soughing of the wind, God's pinions,
Deep within the cool forest night!
As the hero swings himself into the horse's stirrups,
The power of thought swings itself.
As the old fir trees swish,
One hears waves of spirit roar.
 
Glorious is the radiance of the flame
In the [red]1 of the shining morning,
Or those that bedew the fields,
Lightning bolts, often pregnant with death.
Rapidly the flame flickers and flares,
As if commanded to appear before God.
 
The eternal murmuring of gentle water-springs
Magically calls forth flowers from pain,
But mourning in gentle [waves]2
Beats beguilingly against our heart;
The spirit is drawn far away into the distance
By the waves that entice us.
 
The compulsion of life to come forth from the husk,
The battle of wild, strong urges
Becomes the most beautiful plenitude of love,
Calmed by the breath of the spirit.
One feels the blowing of creative breezes
Passing through one's soul.
 
The soughing of the wind, God's pinions,
Deep within the [dark]3 forest night!
Loosened from all restraints
The power of thought swings itself forth,
Hears without horror in the breezes
The singing of the spirits roar.


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Translated titles:
"Waldesnacht" = "Forest Night"
"Waldesnacht (Im Walde)" = "Forest Night (In the Forest)"
1 some singers (e.g., Dietrich Fischer-Dieskau) use "dew"
2 "" : "sounds
3 "" : "cool"

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