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Silbermond mit bleichen Strahlen pflegst du Wald und Feld zu malen, gibst den Bergen, gibst den Talen der Empfindung Seufzer ein. Sei Vertrauter meiner Schmerzen, Segler in der Lüfte See: Sag' ihr, die ich trag' im Herzen, wie mich tötet Liebesweh. Sag' ihr, über tausend Meilen sehne sich mein Herz nach ihr. »Keine Ferne kann es heilen, nur ein holder Blick von dir.« Sag' ihr, daß zu Tod getroffen diese Hülle bald zerfällt; nur ein schmeichlerisches Hoffen sei's, das sie zusammenhält.
Text Authorship:
- by Karl Joseph Simrock (1802 - 1876), from Gedichte, Leipzig, first published 1844 [author's text not yet checked 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 Johannes Brahms (1833 - 1897), "An den Mond", op. 71 (Fünf Gesänge) no. 2 (1877), published 1877 [ voice and piano ], Berlin, Simrock [sung text checked 1 time]
Available translations, adaptations or excerpts, and transliterations (if applicable):
- CAT Catalan (Català) (Salvador Pila) , "A la lluna", copyright © 2022, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
- DUT Dutch (Nederlands) [singable] (Lau Kanen) , "Aan de maan", copyright © 2014, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
- ENG English (Emily Ezust) , "To the moon", copyright ©
- FRE French (Français) (Guy Laffaille) , "À la lune", copyright © 2012, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
Researcher for this text: Emily Ezust [Administrator]
This text was added to the website between May 1995 and September 2003.
Line count: 16
Word count: 81
Lluna d’argent, amb pàl·lida resplendor, sovint emblanquines els boscos i els camps, dones a les muntanyes, dones a les valls, sospirs de sentiment. Sigues confident de les meves penes, tu que navegues a l’oceà dels aires: digues-li, a la que porto al meu cor com m’està matant la pena d’amor. Digues-li que des de mil milles per ella sospira el meu cor. “Cap distància el pot guarir, només el teu amorós esguard.” Digues-li que, ferida de mort, aquesta despulla aviat es descompondrà; tan sols una falaguera esperança la podria salvar.
Text Authorship:
- Translation from German (Deutsch) to Catalan (Català) copyright © 2022 by Salvador Pila, (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.
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Based on:
- a text in German (Deutsch) by Karl Joseph Simrock (1802 - 1876), from Gedichte, Leipzig, first published 1844
This text was added to the website: 2022-05-08
Line count: 16
Word count: 90
