English translations of Lieder und Gesänge, opus 37
by Heinrich Pestalozzi (1878 - 1940)
Sei nicht traurig, bald ist es Nacht, Da sehn wir über dem bleichen Land Den kühlen Mond, wie er heimlich lacht Und ruhen Hand in Hand. Sei nicht traurig, bald kommt die Zeit, Da haben wir Ruh. Unsre Kreuzlein stehen Am hellen Straßenrande zu zweit, Und es regnet und schneit, Und die Winde kommen und gehen.
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- by Hermann Hesse (1877 - 1962), "Auf Wanderung", subtitle: "Dem Andenken Knulps", written 1907
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[Do]1 not be sorrowful, soon it shall be night, Then, over the pale land, we shall see The cool moon secretly laughing And we shall rest hand in hand. Do not be sorrowful, soon the time shall come, Then we shall have rest. Our little crosses shall stand Together at the bright roadside. And it shall rain and snow And the winds shall come and go.
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Subtitle: "To the memory of Knulp"
View original text (without footnotes)1 Ommeren: "Oh do"
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Im Grase hingestreckt Lausch ich der Halme zartem Wald, Der flüstert wirr und hat mir bald Den Himmel fast verdeckt. Es kommt die Zeit heran, Da weiß ich nichts von Leide mehr Und schmerzt es heute noch so sehr, Alsdann ist es vertan. Dann kreist mein heißes Blut Gekühlt und licht in Halm und Klee, Und dieser Stunde grimmes Weh Ist still, ist kühl, ist gut.
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- by Hermann Hesse (1877 - 1962), "Im Grase hingestreckt", written 1914
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Stretched out in the grass I listen to the delicate forest of the grass blades, It whispers confusedly and has soon Almost blocked out the sky for me. The time is coming, Then I shall know nothing more of sorrow And even if it pains me so much today, [When that time comes] it shall be dissipated. Then my hot blood shall circulate, Cooled and brightly in grass blades and clover, And the grim pain of this hour Shall be still, shall be cooled, shall be put right.
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Die Nacht ist mir so nah bekannt, Wir können unsre Gedanken lesen, Wir haben dasselbe Vaterland, Wir sind vorzeiten Geschwister gewesen. Und abermal um eine Zeit Da wird sie mich so ganz umfangen! Sie nickt, sie streichelt meine Wangen Und fragt: bist du bereit?
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- by Hermann Hesse (1877 - 1962), "Die Nacht", subtitle: "(1907)", written 1907
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Night is so well known to me, We can read each other’s thoughts, We have the same homeland, In times of yore we were siblings. And once more, after a time, [Night] shall envelop me utterly! She nods, she caresses my cheeks And asks: are you ready?
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Es wird dir sonderbar erscheinen, Daß ich zuweilen wie ein Knabe Nicht schlafen kann vor lautem Weinen Und bitterlich das Heimweh habe, Und daß ich tagelang in Träumen Hinschlendre mit geheimem Leid An fremden, stillen Gartensäumen, Gedenkend meiner Kinderzeit ...
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- by Hermann Hesse (1877 - 1962), "Es wird dir sonderbar erscheinen --", written 1900
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It will seem strange to you That now and then I, like a boy, Cannot sleep for loud weeping And bitterly suffer from homesickness, And that, with secret suffering, For days I drift about in dreams Along unfamiliar, quiet garden edges, Thinking of my childhood ...
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Bläue über dir und Sonnenglut, Unter dir die ewig stille Flut, Auf dem schlanken, leichtbewegten Kiel Trägst du Saitenklang und Liebesspiel. Schwarz und ernst sind deine leichten Wände. Süß, solang das frohe Heute loht, Süß und seltsam ist der Traum vom Tod, Von der Jugend und der Liebe Ende. Meine jungen Jahre gleiten Unbekannten Zielen zu Durch beglänzte schöne Weiten, Schlanke Gondel, rasch und leicht wie du.
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- by Hermann Hesse (1877 - 1962), "Gondel", written 1907, appears in Unterwegs, first published 1911
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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 130.
Blue above you and the heat of the sun, Below you the eternally quiet flood, Upon your slender, lightly-moving keel You carry the sound of strings and the play of love. Black and solemn are your light walls. Sweet, as long as the happy present glows, Sweet und curious is the dream of death, [The dream] of the end of youth and love. My young years glide Toward unknown goals Through lovely, illumined distances, Slender gondola, quickly and lightly like you.
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Translations of title(s):
"Venezianische Gondel" = "Venetian gondola"
"Gondel" = "Gondola"
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Im Walde blüht der Seidelbast, Im Graben liegt noch Schnee; Das du mir heut' geschrieben hast, Das Brieflein tat mir weh. Jetzt schneid' ich einen Stab im Holz; Ich weiß ein ander Land, Da sind die Jungfern nicht so stolz Dem Lieben abgewandt. Im Walde blüht der Seidelbast, Kein Brieflein tut mir weh, Und das du mir geschrieben hast, Schwimmt draußen auf dem See, Schwimmt draußen auf dem Bodensee, Ja draußen auf dem See.
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- by Hermann Hesse (1877 - 1962), "Wanderschaft", written 1908, appears in Unterwegs, first published 1911
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The laurel blooms in the forest, Snow still lies in the [ditch]1; The letter that you wrote to me today, [The letter] wounded me. Now I shall cut a staff in the woods; I know another land Where the maidens are not so proudly Averse to loving. The laurel blooms in the forest, No letter wounds me, And the one you wrote to me, Floats out there upon the lake, Floats out there upon Lake Constance, Yes, out there upon the lake.
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"Im Walde blüht der Seidelbast" = "The laurel blooms in the forest"
"Der Seidelbast" = "The laurel"
"Wanderschaft" = "Wanderings"
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