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Wenn die Sonne hinterm Berg sich neigt, Und der Rauch aus dem Dörflein steigt, Wenn im Wiesenthal junge Bleicherinnen Singend wandeln mit den weißen Linnen; ... O dann allemal, an mein stilles, stilles Tal, An die Heimat denk' ich allemal! Wenn der Mond steigt aus der dunklen Au, Langsam schwimmt durch des Himmels Blau: Wenn der Abendwind flüstert durch die Buchen Und die Vöglein ihre ihre Nester suchen, -- ... O dann allemal, an mein stilles, stilles Tal, An die Heimat denk' ich allemal!
Note: the text above is taken from lines 1-4,11-12,9-10,7-8,11-12 of the original text.
Composition:
- Set to music by Ferdinand Kamm (1845 - 1897), "Heimatgedenken", op. 45 (Liedersaal für Frauenchor. 90 drei- und vierstimmige Lieder für Schule, Haus und Verein) no. 26, published 1896, lines 1-4,11-12,9-10,7-8,11-12 [ ssa chorus ], Zürich & Leipzig: Hug
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
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Available translations, adaptations or excerpts, and transliterations (if applicable):
- ENG English (Malcolm Wren) , "Thoughts of home", copyright © 2005, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
- ENG English (Sharon Krebs) , copyright © 2026, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
Research team for this page: Bruno W. Häuptli , Sharon Krebs [Senior Associate Editor]
This text was added to the website: 2004-01-22
Line count: 12
Word count: 93
When the sun goes behind the mountain, And the smoke rises from the little village, When in the valley of meadows the young bleaching-girls, Singing, walk with the white linen; ... Oh every time then I think of my quiet, quiet valley, I think of my homeland every time! When the moon rises from the dark meadow And slowly swims through the blue of the sky: When the evening wind whispers through the beeches And the birdlets seek their nests, -- ... Oh every time then I think of my quiet, quiet valley, I think of my homeland every time!
Note: the text above is taken from lines 1-4,11-12,9-10,7-8,11-12 of the original text.
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
Line count: 12
Word count: 113