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An vollen Büschelzweigen

Language: German (Deutsch)

An vollen Büschelzweigen,
Geliebte, sieh nur hin!
Laß dir die Früchte zeigen,
Umschalet stachlig grün.

Sie hängen längst geballet,
Still, unbekannt mit sich;
Ein Ast, der schaukelnd wallet,
Wiegt sie geduldiglich.

Doch immer reift von innen
Und schwillt der braune Kern,
Er möchte Luft gewinnen
Und säh' die Sonne gern.

Die Schale platzt, und nieder
Macht er sich freudig los;
So fallen meine Lieder
Gehäuft in deinen Schoß.


Translation(s): ENG

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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):

  • ENG English (Emily Ezust) , title 1: "On these boughs full of clustering leaves", copyright ©


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

Last modified: 2014-06-16 10:01:30
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Word count: 68

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On these boughs full of clustering leaves

Language: English after the German (Deutsch)

 On these boughs full of clustering leaves,
 just look, my love!
 Let me show you the fruit
 insulated by prickly green.
 
 They have been hanging for a long time, crowded,
 silent, and unknown to themselves;
 a branch that with a swinging motion
 rocks them patiently.
 
 Yet ever ripening from within,
 the brown kernel swells;
 it would dearly like to reach the air
 and see the sun.
 
 The husk bursts open, and down
 it falls, joyfully lost;
 thus fall my songs
 as I heap them into your lap.


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  • Translation from German (Deutsch) to English copyright © by Emily Ezust

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

Last modified: 2014-06-16 10:01:30
Line count: 16
Word count: 88