Rose of light, a crumbling wall

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by Rainer Maria Rilke (1875 - 1926)

Translation © by Grant Hicks

Rose de lumière un mur qui s'effrite

(Sung text for setting by D. Milhaud)

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Language: French (Français)

Our translations: ENG GER

Rose de lumière, un mur qui s'effrite, --
mais, sur la pente de la colline
cette fêlure qui, haute hésite
dans son geste de Proserpine. 

Beaucoup d’ombre entre sans doute 
dans la sève de cette vigne ; 
et ce trop de clarté qui trépigne 
au-dessus d’elle, trompe la route.

Composition:

Darius Milhaud

Quatrains Valaisans

Text Authorship:

by Rainer Maria Rilke (1875 - 1926), no title, appears in Poèmes français, in 2. Les Quatrains Valaisans, no. 3

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ENG English (Grant Hicks) , copyright © 2015, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
GER German (Deutsch) (Bertram Kottmann) , copyright © 2016, (re)printed on this website with kind permission

Research team for this page: Grant Hicks [Guest Editor] , Ivo Zandhuis

This text was added to the website: 2004-12-11
Line count: 8
Word count: 48

Rose of light, a crumbling wall

(Sung text translation for setting by D. Milhaud)

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Language: English after the French (Français)

Rose of light, a crumbling wall,
but, on the slope of the hill, 
that crack which, up high, 
hesitates in its Persephonean gesture. 

Doubtless much shade makes its way 
into the sap of that vineyard, 
and the surfeit of light that beats down 
upon it deceives the path.

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a text in French (Français) by Rainer Maria Rilke (1875 - 1926), no title, appears in Poèmes français, in 2. Les Quatrains Valaisans, no. 3
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This text was added to the website: 2016-07-09
Line count: 8
Word count: 49