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Ich war erst sechszehn Sommer alt, Unschuldig und nichts weiter, Und kannte nichts als unsern Wald, Als Blumen, Gras und Kräuter. Da kam ein fremder Jüngling her; Ich hatt' ihn nicht verschrieben, Und wußte nicht wo hin noch her; Der kam und sprach von Lieben. ... Sein Auge, himmelblau und klar! Schien freundlich was zu flehen; So blau und freundlich, als das war, Hab ich noch kein's gesehen. Und sein Gesicht, wie Milch und Blut! Ich hab's nie so gesehen; Auch, was er sagte, war sehr gut, Nur konnt' ichs nicht verstehen. ... Ich sah' ihn einmahl freundlich an, Und fragte, was er meynte; Da fiel der junge schöne Mann Mir um den Hals, und weinte. Das hatte Niemand noch gethan; Doch war's mir nicht zuwieder, Und meine beyden Augen sahn In meinen Busen nieder. Ich sagt' ihm nicht ein einzig Wort, Als ob ichs übel nähme, Kein einzigs, und - er flohe fort; Wenn er doch wieder käme!
Note: the text above is taken from stanzas 1-2,4-5,7-9 of the original text.
First published 1771 in a slightly different form in Göttinger Musenalmanach, see below.
See also Bürger's poem Robert, which refers to this poem.
Composition:
- Set to music by Joseph Martin Kraus (1756 - 1792), "Phidile", VB 84 (1783), stanzas 1-2,4-5,7-9 [ voice and piano ]
Text Authorship:
- by Matthias Claudius (1740 - 1815), "Phidile", first published 1771
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Available translations, adaptations or excerpts, and transliterations (if applicable):
- CAT Catalan (Català) (Salvador Pila) , "Phidile", copyright © 2018, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
- DUT Dutch (Nederlands) [singable] (Lau Kanen) , "Phidile", copyright © 2007, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
- ENG English (Malcolm Wren) , "Phidile", copyright © 2018, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
- FRE French (Français) (Guy Laffaille) , "Phidile", copyright © 2011, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
Research team for this page: Emily Ezust [Administrator] , Richard Morris , Peter Rastl [Guest Editor] , Johann Winkler
This text was added to the website between May 1995 and September 2003.
Line count: 36
Word count: 203
Tenia tot just setze anys i no era res més que innocent, tan sols coneixia els nostres boscos, les flors, el redall i les herbes. Un dia vingué un jove foraster; jo no l’havia pas cridat i no sabia d’on venia; ell arribà i parlà d’amor. ... I el seu rostre era com llet i sang! Mai n’havia vist de semblant; també tot el que deia estava bé només que jo no el podia entendre. Em seguia per tota arreu i m’agafà les mans dient sense parar “oh” i “ah” i besant-les amb lleugeresa. ... Això no m’ho havia fet mai ningú i no ho vaig pas trobar repulsiu, i els meus ulls esguardaren avall al meu pit. Jo no li vaig dir cap paraula que ell s’hagués pogut prendre malament, ni una sola, i ell se’n anà lluny; oh, si solament mai tornés!
Note: the text above is taken from stanzas 1-2,4-5,7-9 of the original text.
Text Authorship:
- Translation from German (Deutsch) to Catalan (Català) copyright © 2018 by Salvador Pila, (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. Please provide the translator's name when contacting us.
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Based on:
- a text in German (Deutsch) by Matthias Claudius (1740 - 1815), "Phidile", first published 1771
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This text was added to the website: 2018-02-14
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