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Wenn die Sonne sinkend hinterm Berg sich neigt, Und der Rauch langsam aus dem Dörflein steigt, Wenn im Wiesenthal junge Bleicherinnen Lieder singend wandeln mit den weißen Linnen; Wenn der Wald schweigt und die Aue ruht Und am Himmel prangt lichte Rosengluth, Wenn der Abendwind säuselt durch die Buchen Und die Vöglein ihre stillen Nester suchen, -- Wenn der Mond taucht aus der dunkeln Au, Langsam schwimmt durch des Himmels tiefes Blau: O dann allemal nach dem stillen Thal, Nach der Heimath sehnt mich's allemal!
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View text with all available footnotesConfirmed with August Becker, Jung Friedel der Spielmann. Ein lyrisch-episches Gedicht aus dem deutschen Volksleben des sechzehnten Jahrhunderts, Stuttgart und Augsburg: J.G. Cotta'scher Verlag, 1854, page 87.
Text Authorship:
- by August Becker (1828 - 1891), no title, appears in Jung Friedel der Spielmann: ein lyrisch-episches Gedicht aus dem deutschen Volksleben des sechzehnten Jahrhunderts, in Spielmanns Wanderlieder, no. 4, first published 1854 [author's text checked 1 time against a primary source]
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This text was added to the website: 2004-01-22
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Word count: 93
When the sun goes down, sinking behind the mountain, And the smoke slowly rises from the little village, When in the valley of meadows the young bleaching-girls, Singing songs, walk with the white linen; When the forest falls silent and the lea rests, And a bright rosy glow stands resplendent upon the sky, When the evening wind soughs through the beeches And the birdlets seek their quiet nests, -- When the moon surfaces from the dark meadow And slowly swims through the deep blue of the sky: Oh every time then, I yearn for the quiet valley, I yearn every time for my homeland!
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"Heimatgedenken" = "Thinking of home"
Text Authorship:
- Translation from German (Deutsch) to English copyright © 2026 by Sharon Krebs, (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.
Based on:
- a text in German (Deutsch) by August Becker (1828 - 1891), no title, appears in Jung Friedel der Spielmann: ein lyrisch-episches Gedicht aus dem deutschen Volksleben des sechzehnten Jahrhunderts, in Spielmanns Wanderlieder, no. 4, first published 1854
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This text was added to the website: 2026-11-02
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