by Nikolaus Lenau (1802 - 1850)
Translation © by Emily Ezust

Auf dem Teich, dem Regungslosen
Language: German (Deutsch) 
Available translation(s): DUT ENG ENG FRE ITA
Auf dem Teich, dem Regungslosen,
Weilt des Mondes holder Glanz,
Flechtend seine bleichen Rosen
In des Schilfes grünen Kranz.

Hirsche wandeln dort am Hügel,
Blicken [in]1 die Nacht empor;
Manchmal regt sich das Geflügel
Träumerisch im tiefen Rohr.

Weinend muß mein Blick sich senken;
Durch die tiefste Seele geht
Mir ein süßes Deingedenken,
Wie ein stilles Nachtgebet.

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1 Mendelssohn: "durch"

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  • DUT Dutch (Nederlands) [singable] (Lau Kanen) , copyright © 2016, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
  • ENG English (Emily Ezust) , "On the pond, the motionless one", copyright ©
  • ENG English [singable] (Walter A. Aue) , "On the pond's serene reposes", copyright © 2008, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
  • FRE French (Français) (Pierre Mathé) , copyright © 2009, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
  • ITA Italian (Italiano) (Ferdinando Albeggiani) , "Sullo stagno, senza un'onda", copyright © 2012, (re)printed on this website with kind permission


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Text added to the website between May 1995 and September 2003.
Last modified: 2014-06-16 10:01:38
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On the pond, the motionless one
Language: English  after the German (Deutsch) 
 On the pond, the motionless one,
 rests the moon's lovely gleam,
 weaving its pale roses
 into a green garland of reeds.
 
 Deer wander there on the hill,
 gazing up through the night;
 often, winged things stir
 dreamily in the tall reeds.
 
 Weeping, I must lower my gaze;
 through the depths of my soul pass
 sweet thoughts of you,
 like a quiet night prayer.

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Text added to the website between May 1995 and September 2003.
Last modified: 2014-06-16 10:01:38
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Word count: 64