Aus der Kindheit
Language: German (Deutsch)
Available translation(s): CAT ENG FRE ITA SPA
Ein Hügel war's, wo ich im Gras
zur Sommerzeit am liebsten sass
als frohes Kind allein;
weit um mich her die grüne Au
und über mir nur tiefes Blau
und goldner Sonnenschein.
Da schwärmten Falter mir vorbei,
und fleiss'ge Bienen summten frei
mir um das blonde Haar.
Goldkäfer stellten oft sich ein,
und Grillen musizierten fein
zum Tanz der Mückenschar.
Und wenn der Tag zu Rüste ging,
wie selig da mein Auge hing
an Wolken, goldumsäumt!
O, das war tiefe Poesie, -
so lebensvolle, wie ich nie -
mir je als Mann erträumt.
Authorship:
Musical settings (art songs, Lieder, mélodies, (etc.), choral pieces, and other vocal works set to this text), listed by composer (not necessarily exhaustive):
- by Richard Georg Strauss (1864 - 1949), "Aus der Kindheit", 1879, published 2010 [ voice and piano ], rediscovered by Christian Wolf of the Richard-Strauss-Institut, Garmisch; Schott; one of three songs given to Sophie Dietz in April 1879  [sung text checked 1 time]
Available translations, adaptations or excerpts, and transliterations (if applicable):
- CAT Catalan (Català) (Salvador Pila) , "De la infància", copyright © 2019, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
- ENG English (Sharon Krebs) , "From childhood", copyright © 2014, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
- FRE French (Français) (Guy Laffaille) , "De l'enfance", copyright © 2014, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
- ITA Italian (Italiano) (Amelia Maria Imbarrato) , "Dall'infanzia", copyright © 2010, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
- SPA Spanish (Español) (Elisa Rapado) , "De la infancia", copyright © 2018, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
Researcher for this page: Amelia Maria Imbarrato
This text was added to the website: 2010-03-01
Line count: 18
Word count: 93
De la infancia
Language: Spanish (Español)  after the German (Deutsch)
Había una colina, en cuyo césped
en el verano me gustaba sentarme
solo, como el feliz niño que era.
En torno a mí la verde pradera
y sobre mí tan solo el azul profundo
y el brillo dorado del sol.
Revoloteaban las mariposas alrededor
y laboriosas abejas zumbaban en libertad
en torno a mi dorado cabello
Los escarabajos dorados a menudo aparecían
y los grillos entonaban su hermosa música
que hacía bailar al círculo de mosquitos.
Y cuando el día tocaba a su fin
cuán feliz mi mirada se dirigía
a las nubes, envueltas en tonos dorados.
Esta era profunda poesía,
tan llena de vida como nunca después
he logrado soñar como hombre adulto.
Authorship:
- Translation from German (Deutsch) to Spanish (Español) copyright © 2018 by Elisa Rapado, (re)printed on this website with kind permission. To reprint and distribute this author's work for concert programs, CD booklets, etc., you may ask the copyright-holder(s) directly or ask us; we are authorized to grant permission on their behalf. Please provide the translator's name when contacting us.
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This text was added to the website: 2018-10-17
Line count: 18
Word count: 114