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Language: German (Deutsch)

Singend zog auf seinem Rappen
  Wohl ein Graf den Berg hinan;
  Hinter ihm die muntern Knappen
  Stimmten viele Lieder an.
Eins begannen sie zu singen
  Von der Liebe süßem Schmerz:
  Wie er wunderlich mag dringen
  Durch den Panzer in das Herz;
Wie im wilden Schlachtgewimmel
  Und auf rauher Pilgerfahrt
  Der ersehnte Liebeshimmel
  Schöner nur sich offenbart;
Wie allgegenwärtig schaltet
  Liebchens süße Zaubermacht;
  Wie sich alles umgestaltet,
  Ob sie trauert, ob sie lacht.
Und es spricht auf seinem Rappen
  Still der Ritter vor sich hin:
  "Wie Ihr's scherzend singt, Ihr Knappen,
  Ach ist ernstlich mir zu Sinn!"

Translation(s): ENG

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Confirmed with Gedichte von Fridr. Baron de la Motte-Fouqué, Neueste Auflage, Wien: Bey B. Ph. Bauer, 1816, pages 12-13

Submitted by Sharon Krebs [Guest Editor]


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, and transliterations (if applicable):

  • ENG English (Sharon Krebs) , title 1: "Song", copyright © 2015, (re)printed on this website with kind permission

Text added to the website: 2015-10-21.
Last modified: 2015-10-21 10:37:42
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Word count: 96

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Language: English after the German (Deutsch)

Singing upon his black horse,
  An Earl rode up the mountain;
  Behind him the merry knaves
  Struck up many a song.
One song they began to sing
  About the sweet pain of love:
  How it miraculously may penetrate
  Through the armour into the heart;
How in the wild turmoil of battle
  And upon a rough pilgrimage
  The yearned-for heaven of love
  Reveals itself even more beautifully;
How omnipresent and active
  Is the beloved’s sweet magical power;
  How everything is transformed
  Depending on whether she sorrows or laughs.
And upon his black horse the knight
  Quietly says to himself:
  “As you sing it jestingly, you knaves,
  Ah, my spirit feels it in seriousness!”

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Text added to the website: 2015-10-21.
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