by
Hermann Hesse (1877 - 1962)
Die sanfte Wiese flieht
Language: German (Deutsch)
Available translation(s): CAT ENG FRE
Die sanfte Wiese flieht
In einem runden Schwung zum Tal.
Oben ist alles noch kahl,
Im Grunde aber blüht Enzian
Und helles Primelgold.
Das rührt mich wie ein Lied
Mit Engelhänden an,
Ist wie ein Mädchenlied so licht und hold.
Schmerzen schweigen, das alte Leid
Sinkt in Traum und Vergessenheit
Für einen Tag,
Für einen Tag im Jahr.
O, es ist wunderbar,
Was der Frühling vermag.
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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 143.
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- CAT Catalan (Català) (Salvador Pila) , copyright © 2024, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
- ENG English (Sharon Krebs) , copyright © 2018, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
- FRE French (Français) (Pierre Mathé) , copyright © 2017, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
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The gentle meadow flows
Language: English after the German (Deutsch)
The gentle meadow flows
In a curved sweep toward the valley.
On high everything is still bare,
In the depths, however, bloom gentians
And the bright gold of primroses.
That touches me with angelic hands
Like a song.
It is as light and lovely as the song of a maiden.
Pains fall silent, the old sorrow
Sinks into dream and oblivion
For one day,
For one day of the year.
Oh it is wonderful
What spring can do.
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Translations of title(s):
"Frühling" = "Spring"
"Die sanfte Wiese" = "The gentle meadow"
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