From the heights plunges freshness | From the heights plunges freshness that makes us live

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by Hildegard Jone (1891 - 1963)

Translation © by Sharon Krebs

Es stürzt aus Höhen Frische

Language: German (Deutsch)

Our translations: ENG

Es stürzt aus Höhen Frische, die uns leben macht:
das Herzblut ist die Feuchte uns geliehen,
die Träne ist die Kühle uns gegeben:
sie fließt zum Strom der Gnade wunderbar zurück.
Ach, ich darf sein, wo auch die Sonne ist!
Sie liebt mich ohne Grund,
ich lieb sie ohne Ende.
Wenn wir einander Abend, Abschied scheinen,
den Himmel und die Seele überglüht noch lange Glut.

Text Authorship:

by Hildegard Jone (1891 - 1963), appears in Viae Inviae [author's text not yet checked 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 Anton von Webern (1883 - 1945), "Es stürzt aus Höhen Frische", op. 23 (Drei Gesänge nach Hildegard Jone) no. 2 (1933)
Score: IMSLP [external link] [sung text checked 1 time]

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

ENG English (Sharon Krebs) , "From the heights plunges freshness", copyright © 2017, (re)printed on this website with kind permission

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This text was added to the website between May 1995 and September 2003.
Line count: 9
Word count: 65

From the heights plunges freshness

Language: English after the German (Deutsch)

From the heights plunges freshness that makes us live:
our heart’s blood is the moisture that has been lent us,
the tear is the coolness given us:
wondrously it flows back to the river of grace.
Ah, I am permitted to be where the sun is too!
It loves me without a reason,
I love it without end.
When we shine evening, farewell to one another,
then, for a long time still, heaven and soul remain flooded with a glow.

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a text in German (Deutsch) by Hildegard Jone (1891 - 1963), appears in Viae Inviae
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This text was added to the website: 2017-09-08
Line count: 9
Word count: 80