by
Paul Heyse (1830 - 1914)
Language: German (Deutsch)
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Waldesnacht, du wunderkühle,
Die ich tausend Male grüß',
Nach dem lauten Weltgewühle,
O wie ist dein Rauschen süß!
Träumerisch die müden Glieder
Berg' ich weich in Moos,
Und mir ist, als würd' ich wieder
All der irren Qualen los.
...
In den heimlich engen Kreisen,
Wird dir wohl, du wildes Herz,
Und ein Friede schwebt mit leisen
Flügelschlägen niederwärts.
Singet, holde Vogellieder,
Mich in Schlummer sacht!
Irre Qualen, löst euch wieder;
Wildes Herz, nun gute Nacht!
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- CAT Catalan (Català) (Salvador Pila) , copyright © 2015, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
- DUT Dutch (Nederlands) [singable] (Lau Kanen) , copyright © 2014, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
- ENG English (Emily Ezust) , "Wondrously cool woodland night", copyright ©
- ENG English [singable] (Bertram Kottmann) , "Woodland night", copyright © 2007, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
- ENG English (Michael P Rosewall) , "Forested night", copyright © 2011, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
- ENG English (Sharon Krebs) , copyright © 2019, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
- FRE French (Français) (Guy Laffaille) , "Nuit de la forêt", copyright © 2013, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
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Language: French (Français) after the German (Deutsch)
Nuit de la forêt, à la fraîcheur merveilleuse,
Que je salue mille fois :
Après l'agitation bruyante du monde,
Oh, comme ton murmure est doux !
En rêvant, mes membres fatigués,
Je les étends dans ta mousse,
Et il me semble que c'est comme si une fois de plus
J'étais libéré de mes tourments de fou.
...
Dans des cercles étroits et secrets,
Cœur sauvage, tu sauras bien
Que la paix flotte avec de légers
Battements d'ailes vers le bas.
Chantez, doux chants d'oiseaux,
Pour moi doucement vers le sommeil !
Tourments déments, dissipez-vous à nouveau ;
Cœur sauvage, maintenant bonne nuit !
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