English translations of Sieben ernste Gesänge nach Gedichten von Hermann Hesse, opus 93
by Hans-Georg Burghardt (1909 - 1993)
Über den Himmel Wolken ziehn, Über die Felder geht der Wind, Über die Felder wandert Meiner Mutter verlorenes Kind. Über die Straße Blätter wehn, Über den Bäumen Vögel schrein -- Irgendwo über den Bergen Muß meine ferne Heimat sein.
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- by Hermann Hesse (1877 - 1962), "Über die Felder ...", written 1900
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Across the [heavens]1 clouds [scud]2, Across the fields the wind [passes]3, Over the fields wanders The lost child of my mother. Across the street leaves blow, Over the trees birds shriek -- Somewhere over the mountains My distant homeland must lie.
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View original text (without footnotes)1 Thide: "earth"
2 Kurig: "pass"
3 Kurig: "blows"
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Laternen spiegeln durch die Nacht Im nassen Straßenpflaster -- In dieser späten Stunde wacht Nur noch die Not und das Laster. Ich grüße euch, die ihr wachet, Euch, die ihr liegt in Not und Leid, Euch, die ihr lärmet und lachet Und die ihr alle meine Brüder seid.
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- by Hermann Hesse (1877 - 1962), "Spät auf der Straße", written 1901
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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 104.
At night lanterns are reflected In the wet pavement -- At this late hour only misery And vice are still awake. I greet you, you who keep watch, You who lie in misery and suffering, You who make noise and laugh And who are all my brethren.
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Seltsam, im Nebel zu wandern! Einsam ist jeder Busch und Stein, Kein Baum sieht den andern, Jeder ist allein. Voll Freunden war mir die Welt, Als noch mein Leben licht war; Nun, da der Nebel fällt, Ist keiner mehr sichtbar. Wahrlich, keiner ist weise, Der nicht das Dunkel kennt, Das unentrinnbar und leise Von allen ihn trennt. Seltsam, im Nebel zu wandern! Leben ist Einsamsein. Kein Mensch kennt den andern, Jeder ist allein.
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- by Hermann Hesse (1877 - 1962), "Im Nebel", written 1905
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Wondrous to wander through mists! Parted are bush and stone: None to the other exists, Each stands alone. Many my friends came calling then, when I lived in the light; Now that the fogs are falling, None is in sight. Truly, only the sages Fathom the darkness to fall, Which, as silent as cages, Separates all. Strange to walk in the mists! Life has to solitude grown. None for the other exists: Each is alone.
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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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Neben dem Bach Den roten Weiden nach Haben in diesen Tagen Gelbe Blumen viel Ihre Goldaugen aufgeschlagen. Und mir, der längst aus der Unschuld fiel, Rührt sich Erinnerung im Grunde An meines Lebens goldene Morgenstunde Und sieht mich hell aus Blumenaugen an. Ich wollte Blumen brechen gehn; Nun lass ich sie alle stehn Und gehe heim, ein alter Mann.
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- by Hermann Hesse (1877 - 1962), "Die ersten Blumen", written 1912
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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, pages 204.
Beside the brook, Following the red willows, In these days Many yellow flowers Have opened their golden eyes. And for me, who has long since fallen from innocence, Memory stirs in the depths -- Remembrance of my life’s golden morning -- And gazes upon me brightly from the eyes of the flowers. I had wanted to go pick flowers; Now I leave them all standing And go home, an old man.
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Auch zu mir kommst du einmal, Du vergißt mich nicht, Und zu Ende ist die Qual Und die Kette bricht. Noch erscheinst du fremd und fern, Lieber Bruder Tod. Stehest als ein kühler Stern Über meiner Not. Aber einmal wirst du nah Und voll Flammen sein -- Komm, Geliebter, ich bin da, Nimm mich, ich bin dein.
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- by Hermann Hesse (1877 - 1962), "Bruder Tod", written 1918, first published 1920
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To me as well you shall someday come, You shall not forget me, And the agony shall be at an end And the chain shall break. Now you still seem strange and distant, Dear Brother Death. You stand like a cold star Above my misery. But someday you shall be near me And full of flames -- Come, beloved, I am here, Take me, I am yours.
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Translations of title(s):
"Auch zu mir" = "To me as well"
"Der Wanderer an den Tod aus " = "The wanderer addressing death from “Wandering”"
"Der Wanderer auf den Tod" = "The wanderer speaking about death"
"Der Wanderer an den Tod" = "The wanderer addressing death"
"Der Wanderer an den Mond" = "The wanderer addressing the moon"
"Bruder Tod" = "Brother Death"
"An den Tod" = "To death"
"Auch zu mir kommst Du einmal" = "To me as well you shall someday come"
"Wanderer an den Tod" = "Wanderer addressing death"
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Ihr Vögel im Gesträuch, Wie flattert euer Gesang Den bräunenden Wald entlang -- Ihr Vögel, sputet euch! Bald kommt der Wind, der weht, Bald kommt der Tod, der mäht, Bald kommt das graue Gespenst und lacht, Daß uns das Herz erfriert Und der Garten all seine Pracht Und das Leben all seinen Glanz verliert. Liebe Vögel im Laub, Liebe Brüderlein, Lasset uns singen und fröhlich sein, Bald sind wir Staub.
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- by Hermann Hesse (1877 - 1962), "Herbst", subtitle: "(1919)", written 1919
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[Ye birds]1 in the shrubbery, How your singing flutters Along the forest that is growing brown -- Ye birds, make haste! Soon shall come the wind that blows, Soon shall come death that mows, Soon shall come the grey ghost and laugh That our heart freezes within us And the garden loses all its splendour And life loses all its radiance. Dear birds in the foliage, Dear little brethren, Let us sing and be happy, Soon we shall be [dust]2.
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Subtitle: "(1919)"
View original text (without footnotes)1 Kilpinen: "The birds"; Petzold: "Ye little birds"
2 Bohner: "in the dust"
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