by Emanuel von Geibel (1815 - 1884)
Translation © by Joel Ayau

Im Wald, im hellen Sonnenschein
Language: German (Deutsch) 
Available translation(s): CAT DUT ENG FRE
Im Wald, im hellen Sonnenschein,
Wenn alle Knospen springen,
[Dann]1 mag ich gerne mittendrein
Eins singen.

Wie mir zu Mut in Leid und Lust,
Im Wachen und im Träumen,
Das stimm ich an aus voller Brust
Den Bäumen.

Und sie verstehen mich gar fein,
Die Blätter alle lauschen
Und fall'n am rechten Orte ein,
Mit Rauschen.

Und weiter [wandelt]2 Schall und Hall,
In Wipfeln, Fels und Büschen.
Hell schmettert auch Frau Nachtigall

Da fühlt die Brust am eignen Klang,
Sie darf sich was erkühnen,
O frische [Luft!]3 Gesang! Gesang
Im Grünen.

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1 Kjerulf, Randhartinger: "Da"
2 Raff: "wandert"
3 Kjerulf, Raff (and probably everybody else): "Lust" (may be "Lust" in the original, but many reliable sources for the original poem give "Luft")


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 © 2020, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
  • DUT Dutch (Nederlands) [singable] (Lau Kanen) , copyright © 2017, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
  • ENG English (Joel Ayau) , "In the forest, in bright sunshine", copyright © 2008, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
  • FRE French (Français) (Henri Dupraz) , "Dans la forêt", copyright © 2008, (re)printed on this website with kind permission

Researcher for this text: Sharon Krebs [Guest Editor]

This text was added to the website: 2006-11-01
Line count: 20
Word count: 92

In the forest, in bright sunshine
Language: English  after the German (Deutsch) 
In the forest, in bright sunshine,
when all the buds spring up,
it is right in the middle of there that I like
to sing a song.

According to my mood, in sorrow and joy,
awake and in dreams,
I give it voice with full heart
to the trees.

And they understand me to the letter,
the leaves eavesdrop
and fall in at the right place,
with rustling.

And the sound and echo wander farther,
through the treetops, rocks, and bushes.
Miss Nightingale also blares away brightly
in the midst of it all.

Then, when the heart hears its own sound,
it feels it can do whatever it dares to,
oh what a lively pleasure, a song, a song
among the greenery.


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This text was added to the website: 2008-12-10
Line count: 20
Word count: 122