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I ask for a moment's indulgence to sit by thy side. The works that I have in hand I will finish afterwards. Away from the sight of thy face my heart knows no rest nor respite, and my work becomes an endless toil in a shoreless sea of toil. Today the summer has come at my window with its sighs and murmurs; and the bees are plying their minstrelsy at the court of the flowering grove. Now it is time to sit quiet, face to face with thee, and to sing dedication of life in this silent and overflowing leisure.
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Text Authorship:
- by Rabindranath Tagore (1861 - 1941), no title, appears in Gitanjali, no. 5, first published 1912 [author's text checked 1 time against a primary source]
Based on:
- a text in Bangla (Bengali) by Rabindranath Tagore (1861 - 1941), appears in গীতাঞ্জলি (Gitanjali), no. 5 [text unavailable]
Musical settings (art songs, Lieder, mélodies, (etc.), choral pieces, and other vocal works set to this text), listed by composer (not necessarily exhaustive):
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Available translations, adaptations or excerpts, and transliterations (if applicable):
- FRE French (Français) (Pierre Mathé) , "Je demande l'indulgence d'un moment pour m'asseoir à ton côté.", copyright © 2013, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
- GER German (Deutsch) (Bertram Kottmann) , copyright © 2014, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
Researcher for this text: Emily Ezust [Administrator]
This text was added to the website: 2010-11-03
Line count: 16
Word count: 100
Sei milde mir gestimmt, drum bitt ich dich, und lass mich dir zur Seite sitzen. All dies, was ich gerade tu - darnach werd ich’s vollenden. Ach, wenn ich dich nicht schau, dann kennt mein Herz nicht Rast noch Ruh, dann wird mein Tun zur ew’gen Plag’ im uferlosen Meer der Müh. Heut ist der Sommer mir ans Fenster ’kommen mit seinem Säuseln, seinem Summen; und Bien’ um Biene musizieret am Hof des Blütenhains. Nun ist es Zeit: Still sitze ich und schau dein Angesicht; gewidmet sei mein Lied dem Sein in dieser Muße, still und überreich.
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Based on:
- a text in English by Rabindranath Tagore (1861 - 1941), no title, appears in Gitanjali, no. 5, first published 1912
Based on:
- a text in Bangla (Bengali) by Rabindranath Tagore (1861 - 1941), appears in গীতাঞ্জলি (Gitanjali), no. 5 [text unavailable]
This text was added to the website: 2014-04-03
Line count: 16
Word count: 96