Amor | Aquell tarambana ha embruixat la meva ment

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by Arne Garborg (1851 - 1924)

Translation © by Manuel Capdevila i Font

Elsk

Language: Norwegian (Nynorsk)

Our translations: CAT FRE GER

Den galne Guten min Hug hev daara;
eg fanga sìt som ein Fugl i Snòra;
den galne Guten, han gjeng so baus;
han veit at Fuglen vil aldri laus.

Aa gjev du batt meg med Bast og Bende;
aa gjev du batt meg so Bandi brende!
Aa gjev du drog meg so fast til deg,
at heile Verdi kom burt for meg!

[Ja kunde rett eg mi Runelekse]¹,
eg vilde inn i den Guten vekse;
eg vilde vekse meg i deg inn,
og vera berre [hjaa]² Guten min.

             *

Aa du som bur meg i Hjarta inne,
du Magti fekk [yvi]³ alt mitt Minne;
kvart vesle Hùgsvìv som framum dreg,
det berre kviskrar um deg, um deg.

Um Soli lyser paa Himlen blanke,
no ser ho deg, det er all min Tanke;
um Dagen dovnar og Skùming fell:
skal tru han tenkjer paa meg i Kveld?

Um Vinden strid yvi Heidi susar,
det gule Haare ditt visst han krusar;
um Regne dryp med sin døyvde Graat,
so stakars Guten, no vert du vaat.

Aa berre Timane vilde skride,
og berre Dagane vilde lide!
Men eg vil kveda og vera glad;
for um Sundag kjem han, trala, trala!

Available sung texts: (what is this?)

• E. Grieg

E. Grieg sets stanzas 1-5
C. Elling sets stanzas 1-3

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¹ Elling, Grieg: "Ja kund' eg trolla og kund' eg heksa"
² Grieg: "hos"
³ Grieg: "yver"

Modernized spelling of first three stanzas:

Den galne guten min hug hev dåra,
eg fangen sit som ein fugl i snåra;
den galne guten, han gjeng so baus;
han veit, at fuglen vil aldri laus.

Å gjev du batt meg med bast og bende,
å gjev du batt meg so bandi brende!
Å gjev du drog meg so fast til deg,
at heile verdi kom burt for meg!

Ja kund’ eg trolla og kund eg heksa,
eg vilde inn i den guten veksa;
eg vilde veksa meg i deg inn
og vera berre hjå guten min.

Text Authorship:

by Arne Garborg (1851 - 1924), "Elsk", appears in Haugtussa, in 9. Sumar i Fjelle, no. 9 [author's text checked 1 time 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 Catharinus Elling (1858 - 1942), "Elsk", op. 52 no. 1, published 1896, stanzas 1-3 [ voice and piano ], from Sex Digte af Arne Garborg's Haugtussa = Sechs Gedichte aus A. Garborg's Haugtussa, no. 1, Leipzig, W. Hansen, also set in German (Deutsch) [sung text not yet checked]
by Edvard Grieg (1843 - 1907), "Elsk", op. 67 no. 5 (1895), published 1898, stanzas 1-5 [ voice and piano ], from Haugtussa, no. 5, Copenhagen [sung text checked 1 time]

Settings in other languages, adaptations, or excerpts:

Also set in German (Deutsch), a translation by Eugen von Enzberg (1858 - 1908) ; composed by Catharinus Elling.
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This text was added to the website between May 1995 and September 2003.
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Word count: 201

Amor

Language: Catalan (Català) after the Norwegian (Nynorsk)

Aquell tarambana ha embruixat la meva ment;
estic agafada com un ocell en una gàbia;
el tarambana, camina  ben segur...
sap que l’ocell no intentarà escapar.

Oh, si volguessis lligar-me amb nusos i cordes,
lligar-me fins que les cordes em cremessin!
Si volguessis lligar-me fermament a tu,
el món sencer desapareixeria del davant!

Si jo pogués fer màgia, fer sortilegis,
m’agradaria créixer dins d’aquell noi;
voldria desenvolupar-me dintre teu,
i estar simplement dintre teu.

                                  *

Oh, tu vius al fons del meu cor,
has pres possessió dels meus pensaments;
el més petit pensament que m’arriba,
em parla dolçament de tu, de tu.

Quan el sol brilla en un cel pur,                                   
només et veu a tu, que ets a tots els meus pensaments;
quan el dia cau i arriba la foscor,
creus que de debò pensarà en mi aquesta nit?

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Text Authorship:

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Based on:

a text in Norwegian (Nynorsk) by Arne Garborg (1851 - 1924), "Elsk", appears in Haugtussa, in 9. Sumar i Fjelle, no. 9
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This text was added to the website: 2025-06-19
Line count: 29
Word count: 139