Ein geistliches Abendlied
See originalLanguage: German (Deutsch)
Our translations: CAT DUT ENG FRE
Es ist so still geworden,
Verrauscht des Abends Wehn,
Nun hört man aller Orten
Der Engel Füße gehn,
Rings in die Thale senket
Sich Finsterniß mit Macht --
Wirf ab, Herz, was dich kränket
Und was dir bange macht!
Es ruht die Welt im Schweigen,
Ihr Tosen ist vorbei,
Stumm ihrer Freude Reigen
Und stumm ihr Schmerzenschrei.
Hat Rosen sie geschenket,
Hat Dornen sie gebracht --
Wirf ab, Herz, was dich kränket
Und was dir bange macht!
...
Nun stehn im Himmelskreise
Die Stern' in Majestät;
In gleichem festem Gleise
Der goldne Wagen geht.
Und gleich den Sternen lenket
Er deinen Weg durch Nacht --
Wirf ab, Herz, was dich kränket,
Und was dir bange macht!
Note: the text above is taken from stanzas 1-2,4 of the original text.
Confirmed wtih Gedichte von Gottfried Kinkel, Erster Band, Siebente Auflage, Stuttgart, Verlag der J. F. Cotta'schen Buchhandlung, 1872, pages 191-192.
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Available translations, adaptations or excerpts, and transliterations (if applicable):
- CAT Catalan (Català) (Salvador Pila) , copyright © 2021, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
- DUT Dutch (Nederlands) [singable] (Lau Kanen) , "Avondlied", copyright © 2012, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
- ENG English (Sharon Krebs) , "Evening song", copyright © 2008, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
- FRE French (Français) (Guy Laffaille) , "Chant du soir", copyright © 2022, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
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Line count: 32
Word count: 154
Language: Catalan (Català) after the German (Deutsch)
Tot és tan tranquil,
l’oreig del capvespre s’ha calmat,
ara se senten per tot arreu
els passos dels àngels,
la foscúria davalla poderosament
al voltant de les valls,
deixa estar, oh cor, el que t’amoïna
i el que et fa estar neguitós!
El món reposa en el silenci,
el seu brogit s’ha acabat,
mudes les seves alegres danses
i muts els seus crits de dolor.
Tant si t’ha ofert roses
o t’ha portat espines,
deixa estar, oh cor, el que t’amoïna
i el que et fa estar neguitós!
...
Ara, a la volta del cel,
es veuen les estrelles en plena majestat;
per la mateixa via ferma
passa l’auri carruatge.
I com les estrelles, guia
el teu camí a través de la nit,
deixa estar, oh cor, el que t’amoïna
i el que et fa estar neguitós!
Note: the text above is taken from stanzas 1-2,4 of the original text.
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