Bells | The sound of the bells wanders through the valley

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by Ernst Zahn (1867 - 1952)

Translation © by Sharon Krebs

Glocken

Language: German (Deutsch)

Our translations: ENG

Die Glocken wandern durch das Tal,
Mein Herz fliegt mit ein jedes Mal.

Sie ziehn dorfaus, bergan, waldein,
Mein töricht Herz geht hinterdrein

Nun singt ein Klang am Firnjoch schon
Und taucht ins Blau und zieht davon.

Verlorne Fernen fassen ihn.
Mein Herz irrt mit, weiß Gott wohin.

Confirmed with Gedichte von Ernst Zahn, Stuttgart & Leipzig: Deutsche Verlags-Anstalt, 1910, page 91.

Text Authorship:

by Ernst Zahn (1867 - 1952), "Glocken" [author's text checked 1 time against a primary source]

Musical settings (art songs, Lieder, mélodies, (etc.), choral pieces, and other vocal works set to this text), listed by composer (not necessarily exhaustive):

by Margarete Schweikert (1887 - 1957), "Glocken" [ voice and piano ], unpublished [sung text checked 1 time]

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

ENG English (Sharon Krebs) , "Bells", copyright © 2014, (re)printed on this website with kind permission

Researcher for this page: Sharon Krebs [Guest Editor]

This text was added to the website: 2014-01-03
Line count: 8
Word count: 48

Bells

Language: English after the German (Deutsch)

The sound of the bells wanders through the valley,
My heart flies along with it every time.

The sound travels out of the village, up the mountain, into the forest,
My foolish heart runs along after it.

Now a sound is already singing in the Firnjoch [a mountain]
And it plunges into the blue and vanishes.

It is swallowed up by the irrecoverable distance.
My heart strays along with it, God knows whither.

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a text in German (Deutsch) by Ernst Zahn (1867 - 1952), "Glocken"
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This text was added to the website: 2014-01-03
Line count: 8
Word count: 73