Printemps nordique | Tous mes châteaux en Espagne ont fondu comme de la neige

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by Edith Irene Södergran (1892 - 1923)

Translation © by Pierre Mathé

Nordisk vår

Language: Swedish (Svenska)

Our translations: FRE

Alla mina luftslott ha smultit som snö, 
alla mina drömmar ha runnit som vatten, 
av allt vad jag älskat har jag endast kvar 
en blå himmel och några bleka stjärnor. 
Vinden rör sig sakta mellan träden. 
Tomheten vilar. Vattnet är tyst. 
Den gamla granen står vaken och tänker 
på det vita molnet, han i drömmen kysst.

Text Authorship:

by Edith Irene Södergran (1892 - 1923), "Nordisk vår", appears in Dikter [author's text checked 1 time against a primary source]

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

by Erik Norby (1936 - 2007), "Nordisk vår", 1992-4 [voice and piano], from Södergran-Lieder, no. 4. [
text not verified
]

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

FRE French (Français) (Pierre Mathé) , title 1: "Printemps nordique", copyright © 2013, (re)printed on this website with kind permission

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This text was added to the website: 2013-11-09
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Word count: 56

Printemps nordique

Language: French (Français) after the Swedish (Svenska)

Tous mes châteaux en Espagne ont fondu comme de la neige,
tous mes rêves se sont écoulés comme de l'eau,
de tout ce que j'ai aimé, il ne me reste plus
qu'un ciel bleu et quelques étoiles blafardes.
Le vent bouge doucement parmi les arbres.
Le vide s'installe. L'eau est silencieuse.
Le vieux sapin veillent debout et pense
au nuage blanc qu'il a embrassé en rêve.

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a text in Swedish (Svenska) by Edith Irene Södergran (1892 - 1923), "Nordisk vår", appears in Dikter
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This text was added to the website: 2013-12-03
Line count: 8
Word count: 66