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Du surlande Bekk, du kurlande Bekk, her ligg du og kosar deg varm og klaar. Og [speglar]1 deg rein og glid [yvi]2 Stein, og sullar so godt og mullar so smaatt og glitrar i Soli med mjuke Baar'. - Aa, her vil eg [kvile, kvile]3. Du tiklande Bekk, du siklande Bekk, her gjeng du so glad i den ljose Li. Med Klunk og med Klukk, med Song og med Sukk, med Sus og med Dus gjennom lauvbygt Hus, med underlegt Svall og med Svæving blid. - Aa, her vil eg drøyma, drøyma. Du hullande Bekk, du sullande Bekk, her fekk du Seng under Mosen mjuk. Her drøymer du kurt og gløymer deg burt og kviskrar og kved i den store Fred med Svaling for Hugsott og Lengting sjuk. - Aa, her vil eg minnast, minnast. Du vildrande Bekk, du sildrande Bekk, kva tenkte du alt paa din lange Veg? Gjennom aude Rom? millom Busk og Blom? Naar i Jord du smatt, naar du fann deg att? Tru nokon du saag so eismal som eg? - Aa, her vil eg gløyma, gløyma. Du tislande Bekk, du rislande Bekk, du leikar i Lund, du sullar i Ro. Og smiler mot Sol og lær i dit Skjol, og vandrar so langt og lærer so mangt, aa syng kje um det, som eg tenkjer no. - Aa, lat meg faa blunda, blunda!
C. Elling sets stanzas 1-3, 1
Note: in Elling's song, stanza 1, line 3, word 7 ("varm") becomes "rein" in the repetition.
1 Grieg: "sprytar"2 Elling, Grieg: "yver"
3 Elling, Grieg: "kvila, kvila"
Text Authorship:
- by Arne Garborg (1851 - 1924), "Ved Gjætle-Bekken", appears in Haugtussa, in 9. Sumar i Fjelle, in 14. Ved Gjætle-Bekken, no. 1, first published 1895 [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 Catharinus Elling (1858 - 1942), "Ved Gjætle-Bekken", op. 60 no. 1, stanzas 1-3,1 [ voice and piano ], from Nye sanger til Arne Garbogs «Haugtussa», no. 1 [sung text checked 1 time]
- by Edvard Grieg (1843 - 1907), "Ved Gjætle-Bekken", op. 67 no. 8 (1895), published 1898 [ voice and piano ], from Haugtussa, no. 8, Copenhagen [sung text checked 1 time]
Available translations, adaptations or excerpts, and transliterations (if applicable):
- CAT Catalan (Català) (Manuel Capdevila i Font) , "Prop del rierol Gjætle", copyright © 2025, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
- FRE French (Français) (Pierre Mathé) , "Près du ruisseau de Gjætle", copyright © 2012, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
- GER German (Deutsch) (Bertram Kottmann) , "Am Bergbach ", copyright © 2015, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
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This text was added to the website between May 1995 and September 2003.
Line count: 45
Word count: 227
Du rieselnder Bach, du murmelnder Bach, hier liegst du so kosend, warm und klar. Machst plätschernd dich rein über Kiesel und Stein, und summst vor dich hin und brummst vor dich hin und glitzerst im Sonn’licht, kräuselst dich sanft. - Ach, hier will ich ruhen, ruh’n. Du säuselnder Bach, du kräuselnder Bach, du plätscherst so fröhlich am Hügel entlang. Mit Schlürfen und Glucksen, mit Singen und Seufzen, mit Saus und Gebraus durch dein Blätterdachhaus, mit schwellendem, fröhlichen Sang. - Ach, hier will ich träumen, träumen. Du schürfender Bach, du schlürfender Bach, du schaffst dir dein Bett unterm weichen Moos. Dort träumst du sanft, vergisst dich ganz, und summst dein Lied in Freud’ und Fried’ und milderst der Sehnenden Los. - Ach, hier deiner denken, deiner denken. Du wilder Bach, du milder Bach, was denkst du auf deiner langen Reis’? Durch öde Räume, zwischen Fluren und Bäumen? Trat’st ein in der Erde Haus, fandst wieder heraus? So einsam wie mich sahst du kein’ auf der Reis’. - Ach, hier all’ vergessen, vergessen. Du wispernder Bach, du lispelnder Bach, du plapperst in Ruhe, du spielst im Hain, lächelst auf zur Sonne, lachst heimlich mit Wonne, und wanderst so weit, wirst dabei gescheit - ach sing nicht von dem, der mir ständig fällt ein. - Ach, lass mich schlummern, schlummern!
Text Authorship:
- Translation from Norwegian (Nynorsk) to German (Deutsch) copyright © 2015 by Bertram Kottmann, (re)printed on this website with kind permission. To reprint and distribute this author's work for concert programs, CD booklets, etc., you must ask the copyright-holder(s) directly for permission. If you receive no response, you must consider it a refusal.
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Based on:
- a text in Norwegian (Nynorsk) by Arne Garborg (1851 - 1924), "Ved Gjætle-Bekken", appears in Haugtussa, in 9. Sumar i Fjelle, in 14. Ved Gjætle-Bekken, no. 1, first published 1895
This text was added to the website: 2015-06-22
Line count: 45
Word count: 211