by Detlev von Liliencron (1844 - 1909)
Translation © by Sharon Krebs

Language: German (Deutsch) 
Available translation(s): ENG FRE
An ferne Berge schlug die Donnerkeulen
Ein rasch verrauschtes Nachmittagsgewitter.
Die Bauern zogen heim auf müden Gäulen,
Und singend kehrten Winzervolk und Schnitter.
Auf allen Dächern qualmten blaue Säulen
Genügsam himmelan, ein luftig Gitter.
Nun ist es Nacht, es geistern schon die Eulen,
Einsam aus einer Laube klingt die Zither.


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Available translations, adaptations or excerpts, and transliterations (if applicable):

  • ENG English (Sharon Krebs) , "Summer night", copyright © 2013, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
  • FRE French (Français) (Pierre Mathé) , "Nuit dété", copyright © 2019, (re)printed on this website with kind permission

Researcher for this text: Ferdinando Albeggiani

This text was added to the website: 2008-07-14
Line count: 8
Word count: 50

Summer night
Language: English  after the German (Deutsch) 
Against the distant mountains a quickly passing
Afternoon storm crashed its thunderbolts.
The farmers rode home upon tired nags,
And, singing, the vintners and reapers returned.
Upon every roof blue columns of smoke
Puffed modestly toward heaven, an airy lattice.
Now it is night, the owls are already spooking about,
And a lonely zither sounds from out an arbour.


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This text was added to the website: 2013-10-31
Line count: 8
Word count: 59