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Unter spärlich grünen Blättern, unter Blumen, unter Blüten hör' ich fern die Amsel schmettern und die [tolle]1 Drossel wüten. Auch ein Klingen fein und leise, schneller Tage [schnelle]2 Grüße, eine wehe Sommerweise, schwer von einer letzten Süße. Und ein glühendes Verbrennen schwebt auf heißen Windeswellen, taumelnd glaub' ich zu erkennen ungeschriener Schreie Gellen. Und ich sitze still und bebe, fühle meine Stunden rinnen, und ich halte still und lebe, während Träume mich umspinnen.
Confirmed with Siegfried Trebitsch, Wellen und Wege, München und Leipzig: bei Georg Müller, 1913, page 46.
1 Korngold: "kleine"2 Korngold: "schneller"
Text Authorship:
- by Siegfried Trebitsch (1869 - 1956), "Sommer", appears in Wellen und Wege [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 Erich Wolfgang Korngold (1897 - 1957), "Sommer", op. 9 no. 6 (1916) [ voice and piano ], from 6 einfache Lieder, no. 6 [sung text checked 1 time]
Available translations, adaptations or excerpts, and transliterations (if applicable):
- ENG English (Sharon Krebs) , "Summer", copyright © 2022, (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: 16
Word count: 75
Beneath sparse green leaves, beneath flowers, beneath blossoms I hear the blackbird blaring out its song in the distance and the [madcap]1 thrush rioting. Also a ringing, fine and soft, of the [rapid]2 greetings of rapid days, a woeful summer melody, laden with a final sweetness. And a glowing conflagration hovers upon hot waves of wind; tottering, I believe I can recognize the shrilling of unscreamed screams. And I sit still and tremble, feel my hours flowing away; and I hold still and live, the while dreams spin a web around me.
1 Korngold: "little"
2 Korngold: "more rapid"
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Based on:
- a text in German (Deutsch) by Siegfried Trebitsch (1869 - 1956), "Sommer", appears in Wellen und Wege
This text was added to the website: 2022-11-23
Line count: 16
Word count: 94