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Nimmer das goldene Antlitz des Frühlings; Dunkles Lachen im Haselgebüsch. Abendspaziergang im Wald Und der inbrünstige Schrei der Amsel. Taglang rauscht in der Seele des Fremdlings das glühende Grün. Metallne Minute: Mittag, Verzweiflung des Sommers; Die Schatten der Buchen und das gelbliche Korn. Taufe in keuschen Wassern. O der purpurne Mensch. Ihm aber gleichen Wald, Weiher und weißes Wild. Kreuz und Kirche im Dorf. In dunklem Gespräch Erkannten sich Mann und Weib Und an kahler Mauer wandelt mit seinen Gestirnen der Einsame. Leise über den mondbeglänzten Weg des Walds Sank die Wildnis vergessener Jagden. Blick der Bläue aus verfallenen Felsen bricht.
Text Authorship:
- by Georg Trakl (1887 - 1914), "An Mauern hin", subtitle: "Im Dunkel" [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 Steffen Schleiermacher (b. 1960), "An Mauern hin", 1984/5 [ chorus a cappella ], from Vier Chöre nach Gedichten von Georg Trakl, no. 4, Deutscher Verlag für Musik [sung text not yet checked]
Available translations, adaptations or excerpts, and transliterations (if applicable):
- ENG English (Bertram Kottmann) , "Along walls", copyright © 2018, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
- FRE French (Français) (Pierre Mathé) , "Le long des murs", copyright © 2011, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
Researcher for this text: Emily Ezust [Administrator]
This text was added to the website: 2010-10-29
Line count: 14
Word count: 101
Never the golden countenance of spring; dark laughter in the hazel bushes. Evening walk in the forest and the blackbird’s passionate call. For days the blazing green whispers in the stranger’s soul. Metal minute: midday, summer’s despair; The shadows of the beeches and the yellowish grain. Baptism in chaste waters. O, the purple man. But forest, pond and white deer resemble him. Cross and church in the village. In dark conversation man and woman knew each other and the lonely one walks with his stars along a bleak wall. Quietly over the moon-silvered wooded trail the fierceness of forgotten hunting sank. Gaze of blueness breaking from eroded rocks.
Text Authorship:
- Translation from German (Deutsch) to English copyright © 2018 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 German (Deutsch) by Georg Trakl (1887 - 1914), "An Mauern hin", subtitle: "Im Dunkel"
This text was added to the website: 2018-11-28
Line count: 14
Word count: 108