Sechs Gesänge für hohe Stimme nach Texten von Hermann Hesse

Leidenschaftlich strömt der Regen,
Schluchzend wirft er sich ins Land,
Bäche gurgeln in den Wegen
Überfülltem See entgegen,
Der noch jüngst so gläsern stand.

Daß wir einmal fröhlich waren
Und die Welt uns selig schien,
War ein Traum. In grauen Haaren
Stehn wir herbstlich und erfahren,
Leiden Krieg und hassen ihn.

Kahlgefegt und ohne Flitter
Liegt die Welt, die einst gelacht;
Durch entlaubter Äste Gitter
Blickt der Winter todesbitter,
Und es greift nach uns die Nacht.

Text Authorship:

• by Hermann Hesse (1877 - 1962), "Oktober 1944", written 1944

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• CAT Catalan (Català) (Salvador Pila) , copyright © 2025, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
• ENG English (Sharon Krebs) , copyright © 2019, (re)printed on this website with kind permission

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Wenn auch der Abend kalt und traurig ist 
Und Regen rauscht, 
Ich singe doch mein Lied in dieser Frist,
Weiß nicht, wer lauscht.

Wenn auch die Welt in Krieg und Angst erstickt, 
An manchem Ort 
Brennt heimlich doch, ob niemand sie erblickt, 
Die Liebe fort.

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• by Hermann Hesse (1877 - 1962), "Im vierten Kriegsjahr", written 1917

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• CAT Catalan (Català) (Salvador Pila) , copyright © 2023, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
• ENG English (Sharon Krebs) , copyright © 2018, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
• FRE French (Français) (Pierre Mathé) , "Dans la quatrième année de guerre", copyright © 2013, (re)printed on this website with kind permission

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Wenn der Tag mich müd gemacht,
Soll mein sehnliches Verlangen
Freundlich die gestirnte Nacht
Wie ein müdes Kind empfangen. 

Hände, laßt von allem Tun,
Stirn vergiß du alles Denken,
Alle meine Sinne nun
Wollen sich in Schlummer senken. 

Und die Seele unbewacht
Will in freien Flügen schweben,
Um im Zauberkreis der Nacht
Tief und tausendfach zu leben.

Text Authorship:

• by Hermann Hesse (1877 - 1962), "Beim Schlafengehen", written 1911, first published 1911?

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• CAT Catalan (Català) (Salvador Pila) , "A l'anar a dormir", copyright © 2008, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
• DUT Dutch (Nederlands) (Geart van der Meer) , "Bij 't slapengaan", copyright © 2013, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
• DUT Dutch (Nederlands) [singable] (Lau Kanen) , "Bij het slapen gaan", copyright © 2013, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
• ENG English (Emily Ezust) , "While going to sleep", copyright ©
• ENG English (Sharon Krebs) , copyright © 2017, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
• FRE French (Français) (Pierre Mathé) , "En allant dormir", copyright © 2008, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
• FRI Frisian [singable] (Geart van der Meer) , "Slieperstiid", copyright © 2013, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
• ITA Italian (Italiano) (Francesco Campanella) , "Addormentandosi", copyright © 2006, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
• NOR Norwegian (Bokmål) (Marianne Beate Kielland) , "Ved sovetid", copyright © 2011, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
• SAN Sanskrit (संस्कृतम्) (Holger Christian Teipel-Jahr) , "प्रस्वापे", copyright © 2021, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
• SPA Spanish (Español) (Abel Alamillo Fernández) , "Al irse a dormir", copyright © 2005, (re)printed on this website with kind permission

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Manchmal seh ich unsre Zeit so hell
Wie ein Auge aufgetan,
Aus zerschlagnem Wahn
Seh ich stürzen Quell um Quell,
Und von seinem Kreuz gestiegen
Den Erlöser groß und bleich
Über allen Kriegen
Predigen der Liebe ewiges Reich.

Manchmal seh ich nichts als schwarzen Haß,
Menschenleiber wutverbissen,
Schwache Seelen ohne Maß
Im Verbrechen hingerissen,
Leid aus hohlen Augen stierend,
Und der arme Gott der Liebe irrt,
Ehe alles dunkel wird,
Übers Blutfeld bang und frierend.

Aber neue Blumen bringt
Unsre Wiese jeden Tag,
Amselschlag
Aus der Ulme süß und trunken schwingt,
Und die Welt weiß nichts von Morden,
Und die Welt ist Kind geworden,
Daß wir mit beklommenem Atem stehen
Und im duftend lauen Wehen
Angst und Leid und Tod nicht mehr verstehen.

Text Authorship:

• by Hermann Hesse (1877 - 1962), "Im Frühling 1915", written 1915

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• CAT Catalan (Català) (Salvador Pila) , "A la primavera del 1915", copyright © 2025, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
• ENG English (Sharon Krebs) , "In the spring of 1915", copyright © 2014, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
• FRE French (Français) (Pierre Mathé) , "Au printemps 1915", copyright © 2017, (re)printed on this website with kind permission

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Confirmed with Hermann Hesse, Sämtliche Werke, herausgegeben von Volker Michels, Band 10 Die Gedichte, bearbeitet von Peter Huber, Frankfurt am Main: Suhrkamp Verlag, 2002, page 230.

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Aus Leides Trunkenheit
Emporgetaumelt seh ich
Durch Tränen zitternd die erneute Welt.
Schon duftet Sommer an den Wäldern hin -
O Abende voll grünem Schmelz, Sternhimmel du,
Wie sehnlich überfüllt ihr mir das Herz!

Freunde, lebt ihr noch? Wein, glühst du noch?
Bist du noch mein, verzauberte Welt,
Die ich durch Tränen nur und von ferne
Wandeln sehe, wo lang ich nur Leere sah?
Hebt noch einmal der alte Reigen an,
Zieht den Gestorbnen noch einmal der süße 
Sommerzauber zurück?
Noch mißtraut dem Wunder die Seele,
Noch ist Sommer und Wald nicht wieder mein.
Aber heiliger glühn und klarer die Sterne,
Schweigend horch ich hinan, ihr Weltgeläut
Tönt mir ehern das Lied meines Schicksals, 
Und mein Herz tönt zagenden Widerhall.

Text Authorship:

• by Hermann Hesse (1877 - 1962), "Erwachen aus der Verzweiflung", written 1921

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• CAT Catalan (Català) (Salvador Pila) , "Despertar de la desesperació", copyright © 2024, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
• ENG English (Sharon Krebs) , "Awakening from despair", copyright © 2018, (re)printed on this website with kind permission

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Confirmed with Hermann Hesse, Sämtliche Werke, herausgegeben von Volker Michels, Band 10 Die Gedichte, bearbeitet von Peter Huber, Frankfurt am Main: Suhrkamp Verlag, 2002, page 273.

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Nimm mich, du Welt, an deine Brust
Und ströme deine dunkle Lust
Noch einmal durch mein ängstlich Herz.
Wie sind wir irr gegangen
Und müssen doch gelangen
Zur Mutter alle heimatwärts

Text Authorship:

• by Hermann Hesse (1877 - 1962), "Tod im Felde", written 1914

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• FRE French (Français) (Pierre Mathé) , copyright © 2017, (re)printed on this website with kind permission

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