Translation © by Ferdinando Albeggiani

Wenn ich durch Wald und Fluren geh
Language: German (Deutsch) 
Available translation(s): CAT DUT ENG FRE ITA
Wenn ich durch Wald und Fluren geh,
Es wird mir dann so wohl und weh
In unruhvoller Brust.
So wohl, so weh, wenn ich die Au,
In ihrer Schönheit Fülle schau',
Und all' die Frühlingslust.

Denn, was im Winde tönend weht,
Was aufgethürmt gen Himmel steht,
Und auch der Mensch, so hold vertraut,
Mit all' der Schönheit, die er schaut,
Entschwindet, und vergeht.

About the headline (FAQ)

Confirmed with Selam. Ein Almanach für Freunde des Mannigfaltigen auf das Jahr 1813. Herausgegeben von I.F.Castelli. Wien, gedruckt und im Verlage bey Anton Strauß, page 203.

Note: This is the first version of Collin's poem. A later version, with the title Naturgefühl, has been published posthumously in 1827 (see below).


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

  • CAT Catalan (Català) (Salvador Pila) , copyright © 2017, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
  • DUT Dutch (Nederlands) [singable] (Lau Kanen) , "Weemoed", copyright © 2006, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
  • ENG English (Emily Ezust) , "Melancholy", copyright ©
  • FRE French (Français) (Guy Laffaille) , "Mélancolie", copyright © 2012, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
  • ITA Italian (Italiano) (Ferdinando Albeggiani) , "Malinconia", copyright © 2009, (re)printed on this website with kind permission


Research team for this text: Richard Morris , Peter Rastl [Guest Editor]

This text was added to the website between May 1995 and September 2003.
Line count: 11
Word count: 63

Malinconia
Language: Italian (Italiano)  after the German (Deutsch) 
Quando me ne vado per i boschi ed i campi,
mi sento così colmo di gioia  e nello stesso tempo così triste
nel mio animo senza pace.
Così felice, così triste, quando contemplo
I prati nel pieno della loro bellezza,
e tutta la gioia della primavera.
 
Perché tutto ciò che soffia risuonando nel vento,
tutto quello che si eleva verso il cielo,
e anche l'uomo, così intensamente preso
da tutta la bellezza che contempla,
svanisce e passa.

Authorship

  • Translation from German (Deutsch) to Italian (Italiano) copyright © 2009 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.
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This text was added to the website: 2009-01-21
Line count: 11
Word count: 77