Der Jäger Abschied
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Language: German (Deutsch)
Our translations: CAT DUT ENG FRE
Wer hat dich, du schöner Wald,
Aufgebaut so hoch da droben?
Wohl den Meister will ich loben,
Solang noch mein' Stimme erschallt:
Lebe wohl,
Lebe wohl, du schöner Wald!
Tief die Welt verworren schallt,
Oben einsam Rehe grasen.
Und wir ziehen fort und blasen,
Daß es tausendfach verhallt:
Lebe wohl,
Lebe wohl, du schöner Wald!
...
Was wir still gelobt im Wald,
Wollen's draußen ehrlich halten,
Ewig bleiben treu die Alten:
Bis das letzte Lied verhallt:
Lebe wohl,
Schirm' dich Gott, du deutscher Wald!
Note: the text above is taken from stanzas 1-2,4 of the original text.
Note for stanza 4, lines 4-6: another edition of Eichendorff has the following:
Deutsch Panier, das rauschend wallt:
Lebe wohl,
schirm dich Gott, du schöner Wald!"
Composition:
Set to music by Felix Mendelssohn (1809 - 1847), "Der Jäger Abschied", op. 50 no. 2 (1838), published 1840, stanzas 1-2,4 [ four-part men's chorus ], Leipzig, Kistner
Score: IMSLP [external link]
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Available translations, adaptations or excerpts, and transliterations (if applicable):
- CAT Catalan (Català) (Salvador Pila) , copyright © 2022, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
- DUT Dutch (Nederlands) [singable] (Lau Kanen) , copyright © 2017, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
- ENG English (David Guess) , copyright © 2011, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
- FRE French (Français) (Pierre Mathé) , copyright © 2026, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
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This text was added to the website: 2008-11-20
Line count: 24
Word count: 109
Language: Dutch (Nederlands)  after the German (Deutsch)
Wie heeft jou, o prachtig woud,
Neergeplant zo hoog daarboven?
Ja, die meester wil ik loven,
Zolang nog mijn stem het houdt:
't Ga je goed,
't Ga je goed, o prachtig woud!
Dwaas, ginds diep, de wereld jouwt,
Boven, eenzaam, reeën grazen,
En wij trekken blij en blazen,
Dat het echoot duizendvoud,
't Ga je goed,
't Ga je goed, o prachtig woud!
...
Wat wij prezen stil in 't woud,
Willen buiten wij ook houden,
Eeuwig blijven trouw de ouden,
Tot het laatste lied verflauwt:
't Ga je goed,
God, bescherm het Duitse woud!
Note: the text above is taken from stanzas 1-2,4 of the original text.
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This text was added to the website: 2017-09-09
Line count: 24
Word count: 126