Translation © by Jakob Kellner

Abendlich schon rauscht der Wald
Language: German (Deutsch) 
Available translation(s): DUT ENG FRE IRI ITA
Abendlich schon rauscht der Wald
Aus den tiefsten Gründen,
Droben wird der Herr nun bald
[An die Sternlein zünden]1,
Wie so stille in den Schlünden,
Abendlich nur rauscht der Wald.

Alles geht zu seiner Ruh,
[Wald und Welt versausen]2,
Schauernd hört der Wandrer zu,
Sehnt sich [recht]3 nach Hause,
Hier in Waldes [grüner]4 Klause
Herz, geh' [endlich auch]5 zur Ruh!

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Confirmed with Gedichte von Joseph Freiherrn von Eichendorff, Zweite vermehrte und veränderte Auflage, W. Simion in Berlin, 1843, page 382.

1 Franz: "Die Stern' anzünden"
2 Hensel: "Wie die Welt verbrause"
3 Franz: "wohl", Hensel: "tief"
4 Franz: "stiller"
5 Franz: "endlich du auch"

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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):

  • DUT Dutch (Nederlands) [singable] (Lau Kanen) , copyright © 2017, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
  • ENG English (Jakob Kellner) , "Evening breezes rustle yet in the wood", copyright ©, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
  • FRE French (Français) (Henri Dupraz) , "Le soir enfin murmure la forêt", copyright © 2008, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
  • IRI Irish (Gaelic) [singable] (Gabriel Rosenstock) , copyright © 2015, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
  • ITA Italian (Italiano) (Ferdinando Albeggiani) , "A sera già sussurra il bosco", copyright © 2008, (re)printed on this website with kind permission


Researcher for this text: Jakob Kellner

Text added to the website between May 1995 and September 2003.
Last modified: 2016-05-19 21:14:03
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Evening breezes rustle yet in the wood
Language: English  after the German (Deutsch) 
Evening breezes rustle yet in the wood
from the deepest grounds;
above the lord will now soon
light the stars.
How silent in the chasms!
Just evening breezes in the wood.

Everything goes to its rest.
Wood and world vanish; 
shuddering, the wanderer listens,
yearning for home.
Here in the quiet hermitage of the forest,
Heart, at last too go to rest.

Note: this is a translation of Franz's version.

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Text added to the website between May 1995 and September 2003.
Last modified: 2016-05-19 21:14:27
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