by Johann Baptist Mayrhofer (1787 - 1836)
Translation © by Ferdinando Albeggiani

Abendlied der Fürstin
Language: German (Deutsch) 
Available translation(s): CAT DUT ENG FRE ITA
Der Abend röthet nun das Thal,
Mild schimmert Hesperus.
Die Buchen stehen still zumahl,
Und leiser rauscht der Fluß.

Die Wolken segeln goldbesäumt
Am klaren Firmament;
Das Herz, es schwelgt, das Herz, es träumt,
Von Erdenqual getrennt.

[Auf grünem]1 Hügel hingestreckt,
Schläft [sanft]2 der Jäger ein -
Doch plötzlich ihn der Donner weckt,
Und Blitze zischen drein.

Wo bist du, heilig Abendroth,
Wo, sanfter Hesperus?
[Es wandelt sich]3 in Schmerz und Noth
[Ein]4 jeglicher Genuß.

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Confirmed with Gedichte von Johann Mayrhofer. Wien. Bey Friedrich Volke. 1824, page 36.

1 Schubert: "Am grünen"
2 Schubert: "wohl"
3 Schubert: "So wandelt denn"
4 Schubert: "Sich"

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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) , "Cançó de vesprada de la princesa", copyright © 2017, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
  • DUT Dutch (Nederlands) [singable] (Lau Kanen) , "Avondlied van de vorstin", copyright © 2011, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
  • ENG English (Emily Ezust) , "Evening song of the Princess", copyright ©
  • FRE French (Français) (Guy Laffaille) , "Chant du soir de la Princesse", copyright © 2010, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
  • ITA Italian (Italiano) (Ferdinando Albeggiani) , "Canto serale della principessa", copyright © 2009, (re)printed on this website with kind permission


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

Text added to the website between May 1995 and September 2003.
Last modified: 2017-08-05 12:32:52
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Word count: 75

Canto serale della principessa
Language: Italian (Italiano)  after the German (Deutsch) 
La sera tinge la valle di rosso,
Espero splende delicatamente.
I faggi stanno tutti in silenzio,
E mormora piano il torrente.
 
Veleggiano nuvole con il bordo dorato
Sullo sfondo del firmamento chiaro;
Il cuore sogna, il cuore si fa lieto,
da ogni affanno terreno reso puro.
 
Sopra la collina verde sta disteso
Tutto immerso nel sonno il cacciatore --
Ma un tuono lo risveglia all'improvviso,
e un lampo sente sibilare.
 
Dove sei tu, santo bagliore delle sere,
e dove sei, Espero delicato?
Si trasforma così in angoscia e dolore
Ogni piacere che ci è stato dato.

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Text added to the website: 2009-03-09 00:00:00
Last modified: 2014-06-16 10:03:10
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Word count: 95