Translation © by John H. Campbell

Durch Feld und Buchenhallen
Language: German (Deutsch) 
Available translation(s): DUT ENG ENG FRE
Durch Feld und Buchenhallen, 
bald singend, bald fröhlich still, 
recht lustig sei vor allen, 
wer's Reisen wählen will. 

Wenn's kaum im Osten glühte, 
die Welt noch still und weit:
da weht recht durchs Gemüte 
die schöne Blütenzeit ! 

Der Lerch' als Morgenbote 
sich in die Lüfte schwingt, 
eine frische Reisenote 
durch Wald und Herz erklingt.

O Lust, vom Berg zu schauen 
weit über Wald und Strom, 
hoch über sich den blauen 
[tiefklaren]1 Himmelsdom ! 

Vom Berge [Vöglein]2 fliegen 
und Wolken so geschwind, 
Gedanken überfliegen 
die Vögel und den Wind. 

Die Wolken ziehn hernieder, 
das Vöglein senkt sich gleich, 
Gedanken gehn und Lieder 
[fort bis ins]3 Himmelreich.

F. Mendelssohn-Hensel sets stanzas 4-6

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1 Hensel: "den klaren"
2 Hensel: "Vögel"
3 Hensel: "bis in das"

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  • DUT Dutch (Nederlands) [singable] (Lau Kanen) , copyright © 2017, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
  • ENG English (John H. Campbell) , no title, copyright ©, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
  • ENG English (Linda Godry) , "Song of travel", copyright © 2008, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
  • FRE French (Français) (Pierre Mathé) , copyright © 2010, (re)printed on this website with kind permission


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Last modified: 2014-06-16 10:01:27
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Through field and beech‑forest
Language: English  after the German (Deutsch) 
Through field and beech-forest,
singing anon, then cheerfully quiet,
happiness is everywhere,
what harmonious travel.

When light hardly glows in the east,
the wide world is still:
then there wafts through nature
the beautiful blossom-time!

The lark announces the morning
launching itself into the clear air,
a fresh travel song
sounds through heart and forest.

O joy, to look from the mountain,
far over forest and stream,
high above is the deep blue
of heaven's cathedral!

Fly little bird from the mountain
and clouds so swiftly,
Thoughts fly with
the birds and the wind.

The clouds flow down,
the little bird swoops down also,
Thought and song fly
away into the heavens.

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Text added to the website between May 1995 and September 2003.
Last modified: 2017-03-11 21:11:32
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