by Wilhelm Müller (1794 - 1827)
Translation © by Ferdinando Albeggiani

Der Berghirt
Language: German (Deutsch) 
Available translation(s): CAT DUT ENG ENG FRE FRE ITA NOR SPA
Wenn auf dem höchsten Fels ich steh',
In's tiefe Thal hernieder seh'
Und singe,

Fern aus dem tiefen dunkeln Thal
Schwingt sich empor der Wiederhall
Der Klüfte.

Je weiter meine Stimme dringt,
Je heller sie mir wiederklingt
Von unten.

Mein Liebchen wohnt so [fern]1 von mir,
Drum sehn' ich mich so heiß nach ihr
Hinüber!

Viel steile Berge vor mir stehn,
Die Flüsse schäumend sich ergehn
Im Thale.

Der Aar sich in die Wolken schwingt,
Die Gemse [durch]2 die Klüfte springt
Hinüber!

Die Wolken ruhen auf der Höh',
Und durch die Nebel glänzt der Schnee
Der Gipfel.

Je stolzer mir mein Mädchen thut,
Je höher steigt empor mein Muth
In Liebe.

Ein Glöckchen klingt im stillen Thal,
Die Essen rauchen überall
Im Dorfe.

Ach, Mädchen, Mädchen, nimm mich bald!
Es ist so öd', es ist so kalt
Hier oben.

J. Bürde sets stanzas 1-6
F. Schubert sets stanzas 1-4

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Confirmed with Gedichte aus den hinterlassenen Papieren eines reisenden Waldhornisten. Herausgegeben von Wilhelm Müller. Zweites Bändchen. Deßau 1824. Bei Christian Georg Ackermann, pages 111-112; and with Urania. Taschenbuch auf das Jahr 1822. Neue Folge, vierter Jahrgang. Leipzig: F. A. Brockhaus. 1822, pages 419-420.

First published in Urania (see above) as the second poem of Ländliche Lieder, with each two consecutive stanzas combined into one with six lines.

1 Schubert: "weit"
2 Müller (Urania): "über"

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This text (or a part of it) is used in a work
  • by Franz Peter Schubert (1797 - 1828), "Der Hirt auf dem Felsen", D 965 (1828), published 1830 [ voice, piano, clarinet ], note: the title in Catalan : "El pastor damunt la roca"; Dutch: "De herder op de rots" ; English: "The shepherd on the rock"; French: "Le pâtre sur le rocher", Norwegian: "Gjeteren på klippen", Spanish: "El pastor en la roca"

Available translations, adaptations or excerpts, and transliterations (if applicable):

  • CAT Catalan (Català) (Salvador Pila) , copyright © 2011, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
  • DUT Dutch (Nederlands) [singable] (Lau Kanen) , copyright © 2007, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
  • ENG English (Walter Meyer) , no title, copyright © 1996, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
  • ENG English (Malcolm Wren) , "The mountain shepherd", copyright © 2020, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
  • FRE French (Français) (Guy Laffaille) , copyright © 2010, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
  • FRE French (Français) (Pierre Mathé) , copyright © 2010, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
  • ITA Italian (Italiano) (Ferdinando Albeggiani) , copyright © 2008, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
  • NOR Norwegian (Bokmål) (Marianne Beate Kielland) , copyright © 2019, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
  • SPA Spanish (Español) (Covadonga González Bernardo) , copyright © 2019, (re)printed on this website with kind permission


Research team for this text: Emily Ezust [Administrator] , Peter Rastl [Guest Editor]

This text was added to the website: 2003-11-07
Line count: 30
Word count: 139

Quando sto sulla rupe più alta
Language: Italian (Italiano)  after the German (Deutsch) 
Quando sto sulla rupe più alta,
guardo giù in fondo alla valle
e canto.
 
Lontano dalla profonda vallata oscura
Si leva l'eco
Delle gole.
 
Ma più lontano arriva la mia voce,
e più chiara mi torna l'eco
dal basso.
 
Il mio amore sta tanto lontano,
e io la desidero così ardentemente
di là.
 
Molte ripide montagne mi si ergono davanti,
e spumeggianti fiumi si diramano
nella valle.
 
L' aquila si lancia fra le nubi,
Il camoscio balza fra i crepacci,
di là!
 
Le nubi  riposano sulle alture,
e attraverso la nebbia riluce la neve
delle vette.
 
Sempre più superba è con me la mia fanciulla,
sempre di più cresce nel mio animo
l'amore.
 
Una campanella risuona nella valle silenziosa,
Fumano dappertutto i camini
Nel villaggio.
 
Ah, fanciulla, fanciulla, abbracciami presto!
E' tutto così freddo e desolato
Quassù.

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This text was added to the website: 2009-01-01
Line count: 30
Word count: 137