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Im Osten

Language: German (Deutsch)

Den wilden Orgeln des Wintersturms
Gleicht des Volkes finstrer Zorn,
Die purpurne Woge der Schlacht,
Entlaubter Sterne.

Mit zerbrochnen Brauen, silbernen Armen
Winkt sterbenden Soldaten die Nacht.
Im Schatten der herbstlichen Esche
Seufzen die Geister der Erschlagenen.

Dornige Wildnis umgürtet die Stadt.
Von blutenden Stufen jagt der Mond
Die erschrockenen Frauen.
Wilde Wölfe brachen durchs Tor.


Translation(s): ENG FRE ITA

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Submitted by Harry Joelson

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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, and transliterations (if applicable):

  • ITA Italian (Italiano) (Ferdinando Albeggiani) , title 1: "A est", copyright © 2007, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
  • FRE French (Français) (Pierre Mathé) , title 1: "À l'est", copyright © 2010, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
  • ENG English (Bertram Kottmann) , title 1: "In the East", copyright © 2017, (re)printed on this website with kind permission


Text added to the website: 2007-07-29.
Last modified: 2014-06-16 10:02:26
Line count: 12
Word count: 56

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In the East

Language: English after the German (Deutsch)

Like the winter storm’s frenzied organs
is the people’s sable wrath,
the purple wave of the battle,
'tween stars, stripped of leaves.

With shattered brows, silvery arms
night beckons to dying soldiers.
In the shade of the autumn ash tree,
the ghosts of those groan who were slain.

Briary wilderness begirds the town.
The moon drives the terrified women
away from the bleeding steps.
Wild wolves broke through the gate.


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  • Translation from German (Deutsch) to English copyright © 2017 by Bertram Kottmann, (re)printed on this website with kind permission. To reprint and distribute this author's work for concert programs, CD booklets, etc., you must ask the copyright-holder(s) directly for permission. If you receive no response, you must consider it a refusal.

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Text added to the website: 2017-01-18.
Last modified: 2017-01-18 17:59:07
Line count: 12
Word count: 70