Translation © by Ferdinando Albeggiani

Mutter, ach Mutter! es hungert mich
Language: German (Deutsch) 
Available translation(s): CAT ENG FRE ITA RUS SPA
[ "Mutter, ach Mutter! es hungert mich,
Gib mir Brot, sonst sterbe ich."
  "Warte nur, mein liebes Kind,
  Morgen wollen wir säen [geschwind]1."

Und als [das Korn]3 gesäet war,
[Rief]4 das Kind noch immerdar: ]2
"Mutter, ach Mutter! es hungert mich,
Gib mir Brot, sonst sterbe ich."
  "Warte nur, mein liebes Kind,
  Morgen wollen wir [ernten]5 [geschwind]1."

Und als [das Korn]3 [geerntet]6 war,
[Rief]4 das Kind noch immerdar:
"Mutter, ach Mutter! es hungert mich,
Gib mir Brot, sonst sterbe ich."
  "Warte nur, mein liebes Kind,
  Morgen wollen wir dreschen [geschwind]1."

Und als [das Korn]3 gedroschen war,
[Rief]4 das Kind noch immerdar:
"Mutter, ach Mutter! es hungert mich,
Gib mir Brot, sonst sterbe ich."
  [ "Warte nur, mein liebes Kind,
  Morgen wollen wir mahlen [geschwind]1."]

Und als [das Korn]3 gemahlen war,
[Rief]4 das Kind noch immerdar:
"Mutter, ach Mutter! es hungert mich,
Gib mir Brot, sonst sterbe ich."]2
  "Warte nur, mein liebes Kind,
  Morgen wollen wir backen [geschwind]1."

Und als das Brot gebacken war,
[Lag das Kind auf der Totenbahr]7.

About the headline (FAQ)

View original text (without footnotes)
1 not set by Schreker
2 not set by Mahler
3 Schreker: "es nun"
4 Schreker: "Sprach"
5 Schreker: "schneiden"
6 Schreker: "geschnitten"
7 Söderman: "Da lag das Kind schon auf der Bahr'

Here is Mahler's sung text:

"Mutter, ach Mutter! es hungert mich,
Gib mir Brot, sonst sterbe ich."
  "Warte nur, mein liebes Kind,
  Morgen wollen wir ernten geschwind!"

Und als das Korn geerntet war,
Rief das Kind noch immerdar:
"Mutter, ach Mutter! es hungert mich,
Gib mir Brot, sonst sterbe ich."
  "Warte nur, mein liebes Kind,
  Morgen wollen wir dreschen geschwind."

Und als das Korn gedroschen war,
Rief das Kind noch immerdar:
"Mutter, ach Mutter! es hungert mich,
Gib mir Brot, sonst sterbe ich."
   "Warte nur, mein liebes Kind,
  Morgen wollen wir backen geschwind."

Und als das Brot gebacken war,
Lag das Kind auf der Totenbahr.


Authorship

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 © 2021, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
  • ENG English (Emily Ezust) , "Mother, oh Mother! I'm hungry", copyright ©
  • ENG English [singable] (Addie Funk)
  • FRE French (Français) (Guy Laffaille) , "La vie ici-bas", copyright © 2009, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
  • ITA Italian (Italiano) (Ferdinando Albeggiani) , "Mamma, mammina! Ho tanta fame", copyright © 2008, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
  • RUS Russian (Русский) (Elena Kalinina) , copyright © 2016, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
  • SPA Spanish (Español) (Elena María Accinelli) , "Madre, oh Madre! Tengo hambre", copyright © 2005, (re)printed on this website with kind permission


Researcher for this text: Jakob Kellner

This text was added to the website between May 1995 and September 2003.
Line count: 30
Word count: 169

Mamma, mammina! Ho tanta fame
Language: Italian (Italiano)  after the German (Deutsch) 
Mamma, mammina! Ho tanta fame
Mi sento morire, dammi del pane
"Aspetta, aspetta oh mio bambino
domani mattina semineremo il grano"
 
E quando il grano fu seminato
Gridava il bimbo senza più fiato
"Mamma, mammina! Ho tanta fame
Mi sento morire, dammi del pane"
"Bambino mio, pazienta un poco
Presto il grano sarà tutto raccolto"
 
E quando finì la mietitura
Il bimbo piangendo gridava ancora
"Mamma, mammina! Ho tanta fame
Mi sento morire, dammi del pane"
"Bambino mio, aspetta ancora
Domani faremo la trebbiatura"
 
E quando il grano fu tutto trebbiato
Ancora invocava il bimbo affamato
"Mamma, mammina! Ho tanta fame
Mi sento morire, dammi del pane"
"Bambino mio amato, devi aspettare
Il grano andremo a macinare"
 
E quando il grano fu macinato
Gridava il bimbo ormai stremato:
"Mamma, mammina! Ho tanta fame
Mi sento morire, dammi del pane"
"Bambino mio, aspetta un giorno
Il pane dovremo mettere in forno"
 
E quando alla fine il pane fu cotto
Il povero bimbo era ormai morto.

Authorship

  • Translation from German (Deutsch) to Italian (Italiano) copyright © 2008 by Ferdinando Albeggiani, (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.
    Contact: 

Based on

 

This text was added to the website: 2008-07-17
Line count: 30
Word count: 164