by Elisabeth Kulmann (1808 - 1825)
Translation © by Salvador Pila

Du nennst mich armes Mädchen
Language: German (Deutsch) 
Available translation(s): CAT DUT ENG FRE FRE
Du nennst mich -- armes Mädchen;
Du irrst, ich bin nicht arm.
Entreiss dich, Neugier halber,
Einmal des Schlafes Arm,

Und schau' mein niedres Hüttchen,
Wenn sich die Sonne hold
Am Morgenhimmel hebet:
Sein Dach ist reines Gold!

Komm' Abends, wann die Sonne
Bereits zum Meere sinkt,
Und sieh' mein einzig Fenster,
Wie's von Topasen blinkt!

Note: at the top of the Schumann score is the following text: "Es wurde ihr wohl von unverständigen Kindern ihre Armuth manchmal vorgeworfen; das folgende Lied ist eine Antwort darauf."

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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) , "Tu em dius pobra noia", copyright © 2020, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
  • DUT Dutch (Nederlands) [singable] (Lau Kanen) , "Je noemt mij 'arm lief meisje'", copyright © 2013, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
  • ENG English (Sharon Krebs) , "You call me "poor girl"", copyright ©, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
  • FRE French (Français) (Guy Laffaille) , "Tu m'as appelée "Pauvre fille"", copyright © 2011, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
  • FRE French (Français) (Stéphane Goldet) (Pierre de Rosamel) , "Tu me qualifies de pauvre fille ", copyright © 2016, (re)printed on this website with kind permission


Researcher for this text: Sharon Krebs [Guest Editor]

This text was added to the website between May 1995 and September 2003.
Line count: 12
Word count: 55

Tu em dius pobra noia
Language: Catalan (Català)  after the German (Deutsch) 
Tu em dius pobra noia,
i t’equivoques, jo no sóc pobra.
Per curiositat, desferma’t
per una vegada dels braços de la son,

i esguarda la meva humil, petita cabana,
quan enciser el sol surt
al cel del matí:
la seva teulada és or pur!

Vine al vespre, quan el sol
és a punt de pondre’s al mar,
i esguarda la meva única finestra
com brilla amb pedres de topazi!

Authorship

  • Translation from German (Deutsch) to Catalan (Català) copyright © 2020 by Salvador Pila, (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: 2020-11-15
Line count: 12
Word count: 69