Hier ist ein Gipfel, um drauf...

Hier ist ein Gipfel, um drauf einzuschlafen.
Hier schweben leichte Wolken dichtdrüberher,
die feuchten dir die Stirn und heiße Hände.
Und Wasserstürze singen selig in der Tiefe, 
vom Mond durchwühlt.
Besessen hab' ich die Welt. Ich sog alle Feuer
in mich hinein und jedes Glück war mein.

Hier ist ein Gipfel, um drauf einzuschlafen.
Hier ruht der Schlafend-Träumende
zwischen hochgetürmten funkelnden Schätzen;
mitten im Menschlich-Herrlichen.

Translation(s): ENG

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Confirmed with Alfred Mombert, Der Denker, Minden in Westf.: J.C.C. Bruns' Verlag, 1901, page 177

Authorship

• by Alfred Mombert (1872 - 1942), no title, appears in Der Denker, in 12. Zwölfter Denker. Die Flöte., no. 6 [ author's text checked 1 time]

Musical settings (art songs, Lieder, mélodies, (etc.), choral pieces, and other vocal works set to this text), listed by composer (not necessarily exhaustive)

• by Armin Knab (1881 - 1951), "Hier ist ein Gipfel", 1922-23, published 1925 [voice and piano], from Mombert-Lieder, no. 12. [ sung text verified 1 time]

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

• ENG English (Sharon Krebs) , title 1: "Here is a pinnacle", copyright © 2017, (re)printed on this website with kind permission

Text added to the website: 2007-06-30.
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Here is a pinnacle

Here is a pinnacle upon which to fall asleep.
Here light clouds waft thickly overhead,
which dampen your brow and hot hands.
And waterfalls sing blissfully in the depths,
ransacked by the moon.
I [once] possessed the world. I inhaled 
All the fires and every good fortune was mine.

Here is a pinnacle upon which to fall asleep.
Here rests the sleeping-dreamer
between towering, sparkling treasures;
in the middle of the humanly-glorious.

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• a text in German (Deutsch) by Alfred Mombert (1872 - 1942), no title, appears in Der Denker, in 12. Zwölfter Denker. Die Flöte., no. 6
• This text was set to music by the following composer(s): Armin Knab. Go to the text.

Text added to the website: 2017-05-22.
Last modified: 2017-05-22 14:32:43
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