Der Himmel treibt silberige Kegel Voll reinsten Lichts die Wasser durch. Flink reffen wir die grauen Segel Und hinter uns bleibt Frauenburg: Die Märchenstadt der schmalen Gassen, Der Domherrn und der Fischerleut, Auf krummen wölbigen Terrassen Von Lichtopalen überstreut. Das Haff schlurft träge in den Rohren. Der Kahn liegt auf den Wellen breit. Uns ging der Sinn für Zeit verloren; Wir segeln ostwärts frei von Zeit.
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Confirmed with Hellmut Draws-Tychsen, Mein Westpreußenland: ein Cyclus Heimatlieder, Danzig: Danziger Verlags-Gesellschaft, 1929, page 15.
Authorship:
- by Hellmut Draws-Tychsen (1904 - 1973), "Ostwärts", written 1927, appears in Mein Westpreußenland: ein Cyclus Heimatlieder [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 Julius Gessinger (1899 - 1986), "Ostwärts", op. 40, Heft 1 no. 1 (c1939), published 1965 [ baritone and piano ], Schwäbisch-Hall: Musikverlag Schwäbisch-Hall [sung text checked 1 time]
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