by Klaus Groth (1819 - 1899)
Translation © by Emily Ezust

Ernst ist der Herbst
Language: German (Deutsch) 
Available translation(s): CAT DUT DUT ENG FRE
Ernst ist der Herbst. 
Und wenn die Blätter fallen,
sinkt auch das Herz
zu trübem Weh herab.
Still ist die Flur, 
und nach dem Süden wallen
die Sänger, stumm,
wie nach dem Grab.

Bleich ist der Tag,
und blasse Nebel schleiern
die Sonne wie die Herzen, ein.
Früh kommt die Nacht: 
denn alle Kräfte feiern, 
und tief verschlossen ruht das Sein.

Sanft wird der Mensch.
Er sieht die Sonne sinken,
er ahnt des Lebens
wie des Jahres Schluß.
Feucht wird das Aug',
doch in der Träne Blinken,
entströmt des Herzens
seligster Erguß.

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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) , copyright © 2018, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
  • DUT Dutch (Nederlands) (Wim Reedijk) , "In de herfst", copyright © 2003, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
  • DUT Dutch (Nederlands) [singable] (Lau Kanen) , copyright © 2015, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
  • ENG English (Emily Ezust) , "In the autumn", copyright © 2004
  • FRE French (Français) (Guy Laffaille) , "En automne", copyright © 2010, (re)printed on this website with kind permission


Researcher for this text: Virginia Knight

Text added to the website between May 1995 and September 2003.
Last modified: 2014-06-16 10:01:31
Line count: 22
Word count: 92

In the autumn
Language: English  after the German (Deutsch) 
Somber is the autumn,
and when the leaves fall,
so does the heart sink
into dreary woe.
Silent is the meadow
and to the south have flown
silently all the songbirds,
as if to the grave.

Pale is the day,
and wan clouds veil
the sun as they veil the heart.
Night comes early:
for all work comes to a halt
and existence itself rests in profound secrecy.

Man becomes kindly.
He sees the sun sinking,
he realizes that life is
like the end of a year.
His eye grows moist,
yet in the midst of his tears shines
streaming from the heart
a blissful effusion.

Authorship

  • Translation from German (Deutsch) to English copyright © 2004 by Emily Ezust

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Text added to the website: 2004-04-28 00:00:00
Last modified: 2014-06-16 10:02:05
Line count: 22
Word count: 106