Translation © by Emily Ezust

Der Einsame im Herbst
Language: German (Deutsch)  after the German (Deutsch) 
Available translation(s): CAT ENG FRE ITA POL POR
Herbstnebel wallen bläulich überm See;
Vom Reif bezogen stehen alle Gräser;
Man meint', ein Künstler habe Staub vom Jade
Über die feinen Blüten ausgestreut.

Der süße Duft der Blumen is verflogen;
Ein kalter Wind beugt ihre Stengel nieder.
Bald werden die verwelkten, goldnen Blätter
Der Lotosblüten auf dem Wasser ziehn.

Mein Herz ist müde. Meine kleine Lampe
Erlosch mit Knistern;
es gemahnt mich an den Schlaf.
Ich komm zu dir, traute Ruhestätte!
Ja, gib mir Ruh, ich hab Erquickung not!

Ich weine viel in meinen Einsamkeiten.
Der Herbst in meinem Herzen währt zu lange.
Sonne der Liebe, willst du nie mehr scheinen,
Um meine bittern Tränen mild aufzutrocknen?

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Available translations, adaptations or excerpts, and transliterations (if applicable):

  • CAT Catalan (Català) (Salvador Pila) , "El solitari a la tardor", copyright © 2009, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
  • ENG English (Emily Ezust) , "The lonely man in autumn", copyright ©
  • FRE French (Français) (Guy Laffaille) , "Le solitaire en automne", copyright © 2014, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
  • ITA Italian (Italiano) (Ferdinando Albeggiani) , "Il solitario in autunno", copyright © 2006, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
  • POL Polish (Polski) (Alicja Istigniejew) , "Jesień osamotnionego", copyright © 2013, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
  • POR Portuguese (Português) (Paulo Albuquerque de Noronha) , "O solitário no outono", copyright © 2019, (re)printed on this website with kind permission


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This text was added to the website: 2004-01-16
Line count: 17
Word count: 108

The lonely man in autumn
Language: English  after the German (Deutsch) 
Blue autumn mists undulate over the lake;
the grass stands stiff with frost;
One might think an artist had strewn jade dust
over all the fine blossoms.

The sweet fragrance of flowers has flown away;
a cold wind forces them to bow their stems low.
Soon the wilted golden leaves
of lotus flowers will drift upon the water.

My heart is weary. My small lamp
has gone out with a sputter;
it urges me to sleep.
I am coming to you, familiar place of rest!
Yes, give me rest - I have need of comfort.

I weep much in my solitudes.
The autumn in my heart is lasting too long.
Sun of love, will you never shine again,
gently to dry my bitter tears?

Changed 2014-08-11 with thanks to Dr. Harald Krebs for his kind suggestions.


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This text was added to the website: 2004-01-16
Line count: 17
Word count: 124