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I have got my leave. Bid me farewell, my brothers! I bow to you all and take my departure. Here I give back the keys of my door -- and I give up all claims to my house. I only ask for last kind words from you. We were neighbours for long, but I received more than I could give. Now the day has dawned and the lamp that lit my dark corner is out. A summons has come and I am ready for my journey.
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Text Authorship:
- by Rabindranath Tagore (1861 - 1941), appears in Gitanjali, no. 93, 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), no title, appears in গীতাঞ্জলি (Gitanjali), no. 93 [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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- Also set in French (Français), a translation by André Gide (1869 - 1951) , no title, appears in Gitanjali (L'Offrande lyrique), no. 93 ; composed by Marcel Landowski.
- Also set in German (Deutsch), a translation by Marie Luise Gothein (1863 - 1931) , first published 1914 ; composed by Stefan Wolpe.
Other available translations, adaptations or excerpts, and transliterations (if applicable):
- 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: 2009-11-13
Line count: 12
Word count: 85
Ich nehme Abschied, Brüder. Sagt mir Lebewohl! Ich neige mich vor euch und spreche meinen letzten Gruß. Ich geb’ euch hier die Schlüssel meiner Tür - nicht länger werde ich hier wohnen. Ich bitt’ euch nur noch um ein letztes liebes Wort. Wir lebten nachbarlich für lange Zeit, doch nahm ich mehr entgegen, als ich geben konnt’. Der Morgen graut, die Lampe aus, die meinen dunklen Winkel hat erhellt. Ich wurde vorgeladen und steh zur Reise nun bereit.
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Based on:
- a text in English by Rabindranath Tagore (1861 - 1941), appears in Gitanjali, no. 93, first published 1912
Based on:
- a text in Bangla (Bengali) by Rabindranath Tagore (1861 - 1941), no title, appears in গীতাঞ্জলি (Gitanjali), no. 93 [text unavailable]
This text was added to the website: 2014-07-21
Line count: 12
Word count: 77