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Det glitrer i Morgenstunden fra Sierra Nevadas sne, høit over Middelhavet skyder dets glødende bræ. Jeg kan ikke tro mine øine, jeg tror, at jeg ligger og drømmer, men føler [hvor]1 blodet hidsigt sammen [mod]2 hjertet strømmer. Jeg tror, at jeg ligger og drømmer det deiligste eventyr, som svinder saasnart den triste høstmorgen gråner og gryr. Aa Gud, lad mig altid drømme og lad det aldrig bli morgen. Lad mig drømme bort hele livet og kviden og gråden og sorgen!
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Text Authorship:
- by Vilhelm Krag (1871 - 1933), "Morgen paa Middelhavet", appears in Sange fra Syden: Reiseindtryk og stemninger, in Middelhav, first published 1893 [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 Agathe Ursula Backer-Grøndahl (1847 - 1907), "Morgen på Middelhavet", op. 41 (Fem sange for mezzosopran) no. 2 (1897), published 1897 [ mezzo-soprano and piano ] [sung text checked 1 time]
Available translations, adaptations or excerpts, and transliterations (if applicable):
- FRE French (Français) (Pierre Mathé) , "Matin sur la Méditerranée", copyright © 2012, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
Researcher for this page: Marianne Beate Kielland
This text was added to the website: 2009-07-02
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Word count: 82
Les neiges de la Sierra Nevada brillent aux heures du matin, loin au-dessus de la Méditerranée s'avance le flamboyant glacier. Je ne peux en croire mes yeux, je crois que je suis couché et que je rêve, mais je sens combien mon sang est ardent, à l'unisson de mon cœur qui déborde. Je crois que je suis couché et que je rêve ce délicieux conte de fées quand d'un coup disparaît la triste aube grise d'un matin d'automne. Ô Dieu, fais-moi toujours rêver, et ne fais jamais des matins de plomb. Fais-moi rêver toute ma vie, débarrassé et des tourments, et des larmes, et des chagrins.
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- Translation from Norwegian (Bokmål) to French (Français) copyright © 2012 by Pierre Mathé, (re)printed on this website with kind permission. To reprint and distribute this author's work for concert programs, CD booklets, etc., you may ask the copyright-holder(s) directly or ask us; we are authorized to grant permission on their behalf. Please provide the translator's name when contacting us.
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Based on:
- a text in Norwegian (Bokmål) by Vilhelm Krag (1871 - 1933), "Morgen paa Middelhavet", appears in Sange fra Syden: Reiseindtryk og stemninger, in Middelhav, first published 1893
This text was added to the website: 2012-02-20
Line count: 16
Word count: 106