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Lützows wilde Jagd

Language: German (Deutsch)

Was glänzt dort vom Walde im Sonnenschein?
Hör's näher und näher brausen.
Es zieht sich herunter in düsteren Reihn,
Und gellende Hörner schallen darein,
Und erfüllen die Seele mit Grausen.
Und wenn ihr die schwarzen Gesellen fragt,
Das ist Lützow's wilde verwegene Jagd.

Was zieht dort rasch durch den finstern Wald,
Und streift von Bergen zu Bergen?
Es legt sich in nächtlichen Hinterhalt,
Das Hurrah jauchzt, und die Büchse knallt,
Es fallen die fränkischen Schergen.
Und wenn ihr die schwarzen Jäger fragt,
Das ist Lützow's wilde verwegene Jagd.

Wo die Reben dort glühen, dort braußt der Rhein,
Der Wüthrich geborgen sich meinte,
Da naht es schnell mit Gewitterschein,
Und wirft sich mit rüst'gen Armen hinein,
Und springt ans Ufer der Feinde.
Und wenn ihr die schwarzen Schwimmer fragt,
Das ist Lützow's wilde verwegene Jagd.

Was braußt dort im Thale die laute Schlacht,
Was schlagen die Schwerdter zusammen?
Wildherzige Reiter schlagen die Schlacht,
[Und der]1 Funke der Freiheit ist glühend erwacht,
Und lodert in blutigen Flammen.
Und wenn ihr die schwarzen Reiter fragt,
Das ist Lützow's wilde verwegene Jagd.

Wer scheidet dort röchelnd vom Sonnenlicht,
Unter winselnde Feinde gebettet? -
Es zuckt der Tod auf dem Angesicht,
Doch die wackern Herzen erzittern nicht,
Das Vaterland ist ja gerettet!
Und wenn ihr die schwarzen Gefallnen fragt,
Das war Lützow's wilde verwegene Jagd.

Die wilde Jagd und die deutsche Jagd
Auf Henkers Blut und Tyrannen.
Drum, die ihr uns liebt, nicht geweint und geklagt,
Das Land ist ja frei und der Morgen tagt,
Wenn wir's auch nur sterbend gewannen,
Und von Enkeln, zu Enkeln sey's nachgesagt:
Das war Lützow's wilde verwegene Jagd.

Translation(s): CAT DUT ENG FRE

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Confirmed with Leyer und Schwerdt von Theodor Körner Lieutenant im Lützow'schen Freikorps. Einzig rechtmäßige, von dem Vater des Dichters veranstaltete Ausgabe. Berlin, 1814. In der Nicolaischen Buchhandlung, pages 66-68; and with Theodor Körner's Gedichte. [Erster Theil.] Neueste Auflage. Wien 1815. Bey B. Ph. Bauer, pages 148-150.

This poem, subtitled "Leipzig 24. April 1813 auf dem Schneckenberge", was first printed in Zwölf freie deutsche Gedichte von Theodor Körner Nebst einem Anhang. 1813, pages 31-33, edited by an anonymous friend (Leipzig, im November 1813), and differs in some ways from the version published 1814 in "Leyer und Schwerdt" by the poet's father.

1 Schubert: "Der"

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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)

Another version of this text exists in the database.

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

  • CAT Catalan (Català) (Salvador Pila) , "La ferotge cacera de Lützow", copyright © 2015, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
  • DUT Dutch (Nederlands) [singable] (Lau Kanen) , "Lützows woeste jacht", copyright © 2012, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
  • ENG English (Malcolm Wren) , copyright © 2016, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
  • FRE French (Français) (Guy Laffaille) , "La chasse sauvage de Lützow", copyright © 2012, (re)printed on this website with kind permission

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What is it that is shining there in the...

Language: English after the German (Deutsch)

What is it that is shining there in the forest in the sunlight?
It can be heard roaring, nearer and nearer.
It is marching down in dark columns,
And shrill horns are being sounded there,
Filling the soul with dread.
And if you ask the black companions:
That is Lützow's wild, daring hunt.

What is it moving so quickly through the dark forest
And flitting from mountain to mountain?
They are setting up a night-time ambush,
Shouting out 'huzza' and firing rifles
As Frankish thugs fall.
And if you ask the black hunters:
That is Lützow's wild, daring hunt.

Where the grapes are glowing over there, that is where the Rhine is roaring,
The despot thought that he was hidden,
But then they came up quickly, appearing like a storm,
And threw themselves in with sprightly arms
And the enemy jumped off the river bank.
And if you ask the black swimmers:
That is Lützow's wild, daring hunt.

What a roar in the valley from the loud battle!
How the swords are clashing together!
Wild hearted knights are fighting the battle
And the spark of freedom has been awakened and is glowing
And blazing in bloody flames.
And if you ask the black knights:
That is Lützow's wild, daring hunt.

Who is it groaning there as they leave the light of the sun,
Lying under whimpering enemies?
Death is fluttering on his face
But the valiant hearts are not shaking,
For the fatherland has been saved!
And if you ask the black fallen:
That was Lützow's wild, daring hunt.

The wild hunt and the German hunt
For the blood of hangmen and tyrants!
So, those of you who love us, let there be no crying or lamenting!
For the country is free and morning has broken,
Even if we had to win by dying.
And let it be passed on from descendent to descendent:
That was Lützow's wild, daring hunt.

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