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In the deep shadows of the rainy July, with secret steps, thou walkest, silent as night, eluding all watchers. Today the morning has closed its eyes, heedless of the insistent calls of the loud east wind, and a thick veil has been drawn over the ever-wakeful blue sky. The woodlands have hushed their songs, and doors are all shut at every house. Thou art the solitary wayfarer in this deserted street. Oh my only friend, my best beloved, the gates are open in my house - do not pass by like a dream.
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Text Authorship:
- by Rabindranath Tagore (1861 - 1941), no title, appears in Gitanjali, no. 22, 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. 22, first published 1912 [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):
- by Giannis Konstantinidis (1903 - 1984), "In the grey, warm and rainy moonlight", 1924-80, from Songs of Expectation, no. 4 [sung text not yet checked]
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- Also set in French (Français), a translation by Anonymous/Unidentified Artist ; composed by Yevgeny Ottovich Gunst.
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- FRE French (Français) (Pierre Mathé) , copyright © 2014, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
- GER German (Deutsch) (Bertram Kottmann) , copyright © 2014, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
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This text was added to the website: 2010-11-03
Line count: 13
Word count: 92
Dans les ombres épaisses d'un juillet pluvieux, tu marchais à pas secrets, silencieux comme la nuit, échappant à tout observateur. Aujourd'hui le matin a fermé ses yeux, insoucieux de l'appel insistant du grand vent d'est, Et un épais voile fut tiré sur le ciel bleu éternellement vigilant. Les forêts ont fait taire leurs chants et les portes de chaque maison sont fermées. Tu es le voyageur solitaire dans cette rue désertée. Ô mon seul ami, mon très aimé, les grilles de ma maison sont ouvertes – ne passe pas devant comme un rêve.
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Based on:
- a text in English by Rabindranath Tagore (1861 - 1941), no title, appears in Gitanjali, no. 22, first published 1912
Based on:
- a text in Bangla (Bengali) by Rabindranath Tagore (1861 - 1941), appears in গীতাঞ্জলি (Gitanjali), no. 22, first published 1912 [text unavailable]
This text was added to the website: 2014-06-29
Line count: 13
Word count: 93