by Hermann Hesse (1877 - 1962)
Translation © by Sharon Krebs

Language: German (Deutsch) 
Available translation(s): ENG FRE
Stille Zeit kam träg geschlichen,
Alle Stürme schwiegen tief,
Alles Leid war ganz verblichen
Und die Seele schlief.

Aber heut bin ich erwacht
Tief in Finsternissen,
Ringsum dunkelte die Nacht.
Jäh emporgerissen
Aus der langen, lahmen Rast
Schlug mein Herz in banger Hast,
Hell aus langgeheilten Wunden
Brannten der Vergangenheit
Leidenschaften neu entbunden.
Seele bist du nun erwacht?
Ist zu Ende Schlaf und Ruh?
Schau, sie steht zu neuem Leid,
Neuen Stürmen froh entschlossen
Und sie zittert, und sie lacht
Allen Himmelssternen zu,
Ihren seligen Genossen.

Confirmed with Hermann Hesse, Sämtliche Werke, herausgegeben von Volker Michels, Band 10 Die Gedichte, bearbeitet von Peter Huber, Frankfurt am Main: Suhrkamp Verlag, 2002, page 144.


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

  • by Karl Hasse (1883 - 1960), "Erwachen", op. 98 (Sieben Lieder nach Gedichten von Hermann Hesse) no. 3 (1949) [ mezzo-soprano, alto, or baritone and piano ] [sung text checked 1 time]

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

  • ENG English (Sharon Krebs) , "Awakening", copyright © 2014, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
  • FRE French (Français) (Pierre Mathé) , "Réveil", copyright © 2017, (re)printed on this website with kind permission

Researcher for this text: Sharon Krebs [Guest Editor]

This text was added to the website: 2014-10-21
Line count: 20
Word count: 86

Language: English  after the German (Deutsch) 
The quiet time came creeping along languidly,
All storms had fallen into a deep silence,
All sorrow had completely faded
And the soul slept.

But today I awoke
Deep in blackness,
The night was darkening all around.
Abruptly torn from out
The long, paralysing rest,
My heart pounded in anxious haste,
Flamingly from long-healed wounds
Burned the passions
Of the past, anew unleashed.
Soul, have you now awakened?
Is sleep and rest at an end?
See, [the soul] stands joyfully
Determined to [meet] new suffering and new storms
And it trembles and it laughs
Up at all the stars of heaven,
Its blessed comrades.


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