Der Fluß
Language: German (Deutsch)
Available translation(s): CAT DUT ENG FRE
Wie rein Gesang sich windet
Durch wunderbarer Saitenspiele Rauschen,
Er selbst sich wieder findet,
Wie auch die Weisen tauschen,
Daß neu entzückt die Hörer ewig lauschen:
So fließet mir gediegen
Die Silbermasse, schlangengleich gewunden,
Durch Büsche, die sich wiegen
[Von]1 Zauber süß gebunden,
Weil sie im Spiegel neu sich selbst gefunden;
Wo Hügel sich so gerne
Und helle Wolken leise schwankend zeigen,
Wenn fern schon matte Sterne
Aus blauer Tiefe steigen,
Der Sonne trunkne Augen abwärts neigen.
So schimmern alle Wesen
Den Umriß nach im kindlichen Gemüthe,
Das zur Schönheit erlesen
Durch milder Götter Güte
In dem Krystall bewahrt die flücht'ge Blüthe.
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Confirmed with Musen-Almanach für das Jahr 1802. Herausgegeben von A. W. Schlegel und L. Tieck. Tübingen, in der Cotta'schen Buchhandlung, 1802, pages 137-138; and with Friedrich Schlegel's sämmtliche Werke. Erster Band. Gedichte. Berlin, bei Julius Eduard Hitzig, 1809, page 16.
1 Schubert: "Vom"
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Musical settings (art songs, Lieder, mélodies, (etc.), choral pieces, and other vocal works set to this text), listed by composer (not necessarily exhaustive):
Available translations, adaptations or excerpts, and transliterations (if applicable):
- CAT Catalan (Català) (Salvador Pila) , "El riu", copyright © 2018, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
- DUT Dutch (Nederlands) [singable] (Lau Kanen) , "De rivier", copyright © 2007, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
- ENG English (Emily Ezust) , "The river", copyright ©
- FRE French (Français) (Guy Laffaille) , "La rivière", copyright © 2011, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
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Word count: 102
The river
Language: English after the German (Deutsch)
Like a pure song that winds itself
through the wonderful sound of strings playing,
finding itself again
as the tunes switch back and forth
so that the listeners are always newly delighted;
So the silvery bulk flows with dignity,
winding like a snake
through swaying bushes
sweetly and magically entranced
to find themselves mirrored;
Where hills and bright clouds
like to melt themselves into softly vibrating images
when the distant, faint stars
rise from the blue depths
and the sun lowers its intoxicated eyes.
So shine all creatures,
like silhouettes in the childlike mind,
which is selected for beauty
by the gentle goodness of the Gods,
and in which fleeting blossoms are preserved in crystal.
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Word count: 115