by
Hermann Hesse (1877 - 1962)
Pilger
Language: German (Deutsch)
Available translation(s): ENG FRE
Ferneher der Donner ruft,
Schwarze Wolkenmänner jagen
Stöhnend durch die schwüle Luft
Und der Wald beginnt zu klagen.
Einsam durch das weite Feld
Kommt ein Pilger hergeschritten,
Einer, der im Kampf der Welt
Schmach und Wunden viel erlitten.
Zitternd knistert Zweig und Laub,
Schwüler wird die Luft und gelber,
Dick in Wolken fliegt der Staub,
Und der Pilger bin ich selber.
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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 101.
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Available translations, adaptations or excerpts, and transliterations (if applicable):
- ENG English (Sharon Krebs) , "Pilgrim", copyright © 2018, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
- FRE French (Français) (Pierre Mathé) , "Pèlerin", copyright © 2018, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
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Pèlerin
Language: French (Français)  after the German (Deutsch)
Au loin le tonnerre gronde,
Nuages noirs, des hommes courent
Gémissant dans l'atmosphère lourde,
Et la forêt commence à se plaindre.
Marchant seul dans un vaste champ
Un pèlerin approche,
Quelqu'un qui dans les luttes du monde
A beaucoup subi de camouflets et de blessures.
Rameaux et feuilles tremblants crissent,
L'air devient plus lourd et plus jaune,
Une épaisse poussière vole en nuages,
Et le pèlerin, c'est moi.
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Based on:
- a text in German (Deutsch) by Hermann Hesse (1877 - 1962), "Pilger", subtitle: "(1901)", written 1901
This text was added to the website: 2018-02-11
Line count: 12
Word count: 68