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Det unge, brusende Foraar er efter al Dagens Larm træt sunket i Skyggers Vemod betaget og rød og varm. En eneste Stjerne funkler med flakkende, fredløst Skin og lyser dog stor og hellig som Haab i et drømfuldt Sind. Jeg tænker paa fjerne Tider paa en, hvem jeg længst holdt a'. Mon, tro om hun endun mindes, mon tro, hun er skjøn som da? Aa Herre min Gud, hvor Tiden dog underlig lydløst gaar, Og nu er det Vaar i Luften, ja nu er det atter Vaar!
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Confirmed with Nils Vogt, Fra vaar til Høst, anden ogede og rettede Udgave, Kristiania, Olaf Norlis Forlag, 1904, p. 42.
Text Authorship:
- by Nils Collett Vogt (1864 - 1937), no title, appears in Fra Vaar til Høst, first published 1894 [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 Sigurd Lie (1871 - 1904), "Det unge, brusende Foraar" [ voice and piano ] [sung text checked 1 time]
- by Christian Sinding (1856 - 1941), "Det unge, brusende Foraar", op. 36 no. 8, published 1897 [ voice and piano ], from Fra Vaar til Høst, no. 8 [sung text checked 1 time]
Available translations, adaptations or excerpts, and transliterations (if applicable):
- FRE French (Français) (Pierre Mathé) , "Le nouveau printemps, bruissant", copyright © 2014, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
- GER German (Deutsch) [singable] (Eugen von Enzberg) , "Der junge, brausende Frühling", first published 1897
Researcher for this text: Emily Ezust [Administrator]
This text was added to the website: 2009-06-21
Line count: 16
Word count: 87
Le nouveau printemps, bruissant, fatigué par le tapage du jour plonge dans les ombres mélancoliques accablé, et rouge et chaud. Une seule étoile étincelle d'un éclat vague, fugitif et pourtant d'une lumière claire et vive, comme l'espoir dans un cœur empli de rêves. Je pense aux temps anciens, à celle à celle dont je fus longtemps épris. Se peut-il qu'elle s'en souvienne encore, se peut-il qu'elle soit belle comme alors ? Ah Seigneur, mon Dieu, comme le temps passe, étrangement silencieux, Et maintenant le printemps est dans l'air, c'est déjà le nouveau printemps !
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- Translation from Norwegian (Bokmål) to French (Français) copyright © 2014 by Pierre Mathé, (re)printed on this website with kind permission. To reprint and distribute this author's work for concert programs, CD booklets, etc., you may ask the copyright-holder(s) directly or ask us; we are authorized to grant permission on their behalf. Please provide the translator's name when contacting us.
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Based on:
- a text in Norwegian (Bokmål) by Nils Collett Vogt (1864 - 1937), no title, appears in Fra Vaar til Høst, first published 1894
This text was added to the website: 2014-05-08
Line count: 16
Word count: 92