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I have got my leave. Bid me farewell, my...

Language: English after the Bangla (Bengali)

I have got my leave. Bid me farewell, my brothers! 
I bow to you all and take my departure.

Here I give back the keys of my door --
and I give up all claims to my house. 
I only ask for last kind words from you.

We were neighbours for long, 
but I received more than I could give.
Now the day has dawned 
and the lamp that lit my dark corner is out.
A summons has come 
and I am ready for my journey.


Translation(s): GER GER

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Submitted by Emily Ezust [Administrator]

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  • GER German (Deutsch) (Bertram Kottmann) , title unknown, copyright © 2014, (re)printed on this website with kind permission


Text added to the website: 2009-11-13.
Last modified: 2014-07-21 13:56:42
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Word count: 85

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Ich hab meinen Urlaub erhalten

Language: German (Deutsch) after the English

Ich hab meinen Urlaub erhalten, so sagt mir Lebwohl, meine Brüder.
Ich neige mich allen und nehm meinen Abschied!

Hier geb ich zurück die Schlüssel des Tors -
und verzichte auf allen Anspruch im Hause.
Ich bitte nur noch um letzte gütige Worte von euch.

Wir waren Nachbarn lang, 
doch empfing ich mehr, als ich geben konnte.
Der Tag bricht an, die Lampe erlosch, 
die mir den dunkeln Winkel erhellte.
Ein Befehl kam zu mir, 
ich bin fertig zur Reise.


Submitted by Ferdinando Albeggiani

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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)


Text added to the website: 2009-11-16.
Last modified: 2014-07-21 13:57:06
Line count: 11
Word count: 80