Es singt ein Schnitter auf der Rast, Im Dufte schwelgt der reife Klee -- O du, daß du das alte Weh Mir wieder wachgesungen hast! Volkslieder, Kinderlieder gehn Leistönig auf im Abendwind, Und wieder schmerzen alle Wehn, Die doch vernarbt, vergessen sind. Spätabendwolken segeln zier, Die Erde atmet warm und weit . . . Was willst du heute noch von mir, Verlorne, verlorne Jugendzeit?
Zwei Lieder von Hermann Hesse für hohe Stimme
Song Cycle by Christian Knayer (1876 - 1932)
1. Sommerabend
Language: German (Deutsch)
Text Authorship:
- by Hermann Hesse (1877 - 1962), "Sommerabend", subtitle: "(Sommer 1903)", written 1903, appears in Neue deutsche Lyriker III , in Von Wanderungen, first published 1919
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Available translations, adaptations or excerpts, and transliterations (if applicable):
- CAT Catalan (Català) (Salvador Pila) , copyright © 2024, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
- ENG English (Sharon Krebs) , subtitle: "(Summer 1903)", copyright © 2018, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
- FRE French (Français) (Pierre Mathé) , copyright © 2017, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
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Research team for this page: Emily Ezust [Administrator] , Sharon Krebs [Guest Editor]2. Eine Geige in den Gärten
Language: German (Deutsch)
Weit aus allen dunklen Talen Kommt der süße Amselschlag, Und mein Herz in stummen Qualen Lauscht und zittert bis zum Tag. Lange, mondbeglänzte Stunden Liegt mein Sehnen auf der Wacht, Leidet an geheimen Wunden Und verblutet in die Nacht. Eine Geige in den Gärten Klagt herauf mit weichem Strich, Und ein tiefes Müdewerden Kommt erlösend über mich. Fremder Saitenspieler drunten, Der so weich und dunkel klagt, Wo hast du das Lied gefunden, Das mein ganzes Sehnen sagt?
Text Authorship:
- by Hermann Hesse (1877 - 1962), "Eine Geige in den Gärten", written 1902, appears in Neue deutsche Lyriker III , in Buch der Liebe, first published 1919
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Available translations, adaptations or excerpts, and transliterations (if applicable):
- CAT Catalan (Català) (Salvador Pila) , "Un violí als jardins", copyright © 2024, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
- ENG English (Sharon Krebs) , "A violin in the gardens", copyright © 2018, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
- FRE French (Français) (Pierre Mathé) , "Un violon dans les jardins", copyright © 2017, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
Please note: this text, provided here for educational and research use, is in the public domain in Canada and the U.S., but it may still be copyright in other legal jurisdictions. The LiederNet Archive makes no guarantee that the above text is public domain in your country. Please consult your country's copyright statutes or a qualified IP attorney to verify whether a certain text is in the public domain in your country or if downloading or distributing a copy constitutes fair use. The LiederNet Archive assumes no legal responsibility or liability for the copyright compliance of third parties.
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