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Drang in die Ferne

Language: German (Deutsch)

Vater, du glaubst es nicht,
Wie's mir zum Herzen spricht,
Wenn ich die Wolken seh',
Oder am Strome steh',

Wolkengold, Wellengrün
Ziehen so leicht dahin,
Weilen im Sonnenlicht,
Aber bei Blumen nicht.

Zögern und rasten nie,
Eilen als wüßten sie
Ferne und ungekannt
Irgend ein schön'res Land.

Ach! von Gewölk und Fluth
Hat auch mein wildes Blut
Heimlich geerbt den Drang,
Stürmet die Welt entlang!

Vaterlands Felsenthal
Wird mir zu eng, zu schmal;
Denn meiner Sehnsucht Traum
Findet darin nicht Raum.

Laßt mich! ich muss, ich muss
Fordern den Scheidekuss.
Vater und Mutter mein,
Müsset nicht böse seyn:

Hab' euch ja herzlich lieb,
Aber ein wilder Trieb
Jagt mich waldein waldaus,
Weit von dem Vaterhaus.

Sorgt nicht durch welches Land
Einsam mein Weg sich wand,
Monden- und Sternenschein
Leuchtet auch dort hinein.

Überall wölbt's Gefild'
Sich den azurnen Schild,
Den um die ganze Welt
Schirmend der Schöpfer hält.

Ach und wenn nimmermehr
Ich zu euch wiederkehr',
Lieben, so denkt er fand
Glücklich das schön're Land.


Translation(s): CAT DUT ENG FRE

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Confirmed with Wiener Zeitschrift für Kunst, Literatur, Theater und Mode. Erstes Quartal des achten Jahrgangs. Auf Kosten des Herausgebers Johann Schickh. No. 36. Dinstag, den 25. März 1823, attachment after page 300.

Leitner published 1925 a revised version of this poem in his Gedichte, see below.


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

Authorship


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) , "Pruïja vers la llunyania", copyright © 2018, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
  • DUT Dutch (Nederlands) [singable] (Lau Kanen) , "Drang tot reizen", copyright © 2007, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
  • ENG English (Malcolm Wren) , "Urge to be far away", copyright © 2018, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
  • FRE French (Français) (Guy Laffaille) , "Désir du lointain", copyright © 2011, (re)printed on this website with kind permission


Text added to the website between May 1995 and September 2003.

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Pruïja vers la llunyania

Language: Catalan (Català) after the German (Deutsch)

Pare, no et creuràs pas
com em parla el cor
quan veig els núvols
o estic a la vora del riu.

El color daurat dels núvols, el verd de les ones,
se’n van tan fàcilment més enllà,
resten a la llum del sol
però no entre les flors.

Mai hesiten ni s’aturen,
s’apressen com si sabessin
que lluny i ignot
hi ha un país més formós.

Ai! Dels núvols i de les aigües,
la meva sang furient també
ha heretat secretament la pruïja
de llançar-se a través del món!

La vall enclotada del meu país
m’ha esdevingut massa angosta, massa petita,
car els meus somnis plens d’anhel
aquí ja no troben espai.

Deixeu-me marxar! Us haig
de demanar un bes de comiat,
pare meu i mare meva
no us heu d’enutjar:

jo us estimo de tot cor,
però un impuls ferotge
m’empeny vers la forest i més enllà,
lluny de la casa paterna.

No us capfiqueu per saber a quin país
s’adreçarà el meu camí solitari,
la llum de la lluna i les estrelles
també resplendiran allà.

Arreu, els camps s’escuden
sota la volta de l’atzur,
car damunt el món sencer
hi ha el Creador protegint-los

Ah, i si mai més
no torno amb vosaltres,
estimats, penseu que feliçment
he trobat un país més formós.


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