by Friedrich Hölderlin (1770 - 1843)
Translation © by Sharon Krebs

Rückkehr in die Heimat
Language: German (Deutsch) 
Available translation(s): CAT ENG FRE
Ihr [milden]1 Lüfte! Boten Italiens
Und du mit deinen Pappeln, geliebter Strom!
Ihr wogenden Gebirg! o all ihr 
Sonnigen Gipfel, so seid ihrs wieder?

Du stiller Ort! in Träumen erscheinst du fern
Nach hoffnungslosen Tage dem Sehnenden.
Und du mein Haus, und ihr Gespielen,
Bäume des Hügels, ihr wohlbekannten!

Wie lange ists, o wie lange! des Kindes Ruh
Ist hin und hin ist Jugend und [Lieb]2 und Lust.
Doch du mein Vaterland! du heilig --
Duldendes siehe, du bist geblieben.

Und darum, daß sie dulden mit dir, mit dir
Sich freun, erziehst du teures! die Deinen auch
Und mahnst in Träumen, wenn sie ferne
Schweifen und irren, die Ungetreuen.

Und wenn im heißen Busen dem Jünglinge
Die eigenmächtigen Wünsche besänftiget
Und stille vor dem Schicksal sind, dann
Gibt der Geläuterte dir sich [lieber]3.

Lebt wohl denn, Jugendtage, du Rosenpfad
Der Lieb und all ihr Pfade des Wanderers,
Lebt wohl! und nimm und segne du mein
Leben, o Himmel der Heimat, wieder!

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1 Strauss: "linden"
2 Strauss: "Glück"
3 Strauss: "selber"


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

  • CAT Catalan (Català) (Salvador Pila) , "Retorn a la pàtria", copyright © 2020, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
  • ENG English (Sharon Krebs) , "Return to the homeland", copyright © 2014, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
  • FRE French (Français) (Guy Laffaille) , "Retour dans la patrie", copyright © 2014, (re)printed on this website with kind permission

Researcher for this text: Emily Ezust [Administrator]

This text was added to the website between May 1995 and September 2003.
Line count: 24
Word count: 160

Return to the homeland
Language: English  after the German (Deutsch) 
You [mild]1 breezes!  Messengers from Italy,
And you with your poplars, beloved river!
You surging mountains! oh all you
Sunny peaks, is it you again?

You quiet place! to the yearning one, after days of hopelessness,
You seem far away in dreams.
And you my house, and you my old playfellows,
Trees of the hills, you well-known ones!

How long ago it is, oh how long ago! the peace of the child
Is past, and past is youth and [love]2 and joy.
But you my homeland, you holy --
You forbearing [land], lo, you have remained.

And therefore, because they suffer with you, with you
Are happy, you, precious [land]! you also train your own
And admonish them in dreams, when far from you
They roam and stray, the faithless ones.

And when in the ardent bosom the youth’s
Arbitrary wishes are calmed
And stand silent before fate, then
The purified one offers himself up to you [more gladly.]3

Farewell then, days of youth, you rosy path
Of love and all you pathways of the wanderer,
Farewell, and you, oh heaven of my homeland,
Take and bless my life again!

View original text (without footnotes)
1 Strauss: "soft"
2 Strauss: "happiness"
3 Strauss: "of his own accord"


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This text was added to the website: 2014-09-03
Line count: 24
Word count: 189