by Georg Friedrich Daumer (1800 - 1875)
Translation © by Emily Ezust

Von waldbekränzter Höhe
Language: German (Deutsch) 
Our translations:  CAT DUT ENG ENG FRE
Von [waldbekränzter]1 Höhe
  Werf' ich den heißen Blick
Der liebefeuchten Sehe
  Zur Flur, die dich umgrünt, zurück.

Ich senk' ihn auf die Quelle --
  Vermöcht' ich, ach, mit ihr
Zu fließen eine Welle,
  Zurück, o Freund, zu dir, zu dir!

Ich richt' ihn auf die Züge
  Der Wolken über mir --
Ach, flög' ich ihre Flüge,
  Zurück, o Freund, zu dir, zu dir!

Wie wollt' ich dich umstricken,
  Mein Heil und meine Pein,
Mit Lippen und mit Blicken,
  Mit Busen, Herz und Seele dein!

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1 in some versions of Daumer's poem: "***'s schöner"

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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) , "Des de les alçàries coronades de bosc", copyright © 2022, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
  • DUT Dutch (Nederlands) [singable] (Lau Kanen) , "Van bosbekranste hoogten", copyright © 2014, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
  • ENG English (Emily Ezust) , "From forest-crowned heights", copyright ©
  • ENG English (Kyle Gee) , "From mountain peaks crowned by the forest", copyright © 2014, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
  • FRE French (Français) (Guy Laffaille) , "Des hauteurs couronnées de la forêt", copyright © 2012, (re)printed on this website with kind permission


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This text was added to the website between May 1995 and September 2003.
Line count: 16
Word count: 83

From forest‑crowned heights
Language: English  after the German (Deutsch) 
From forest-crowned heights
I cast the ardent gaze
Of my love-moistened eyes
Back to the meadow that surrounds you with green.

I lower my gaze to the stream;
Ah, if only I could
Flow with it, as a wave,
Back, o friend, back to you!

I direct my gaze to the migration
Of the clouds above me;
Ah, if only I could fly their flight,
Back, o friend, back to you!

How I would embrace you,
My glory and my pain;
With lips and gazes,
With my breast, heart and soul - I am yours.

Text Authorship:

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

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This text was added to the website between May 1995 and September 2003.
Line count: 16
Word count: 94