by Erich Wolfgang Korngold (1897 - 1957), as Paul Schott and by Julius Korngold (1860 - 1945), as Paul Schott
Translation © by Amelia Maria Imbarrato

Tanzlied des Pierrots
Language: German (Deutsch) 
Our translations:  FRE ITA SPA
Mein Sehnen, mein Wähnen,
es träumt sich zurück.
Im Tanze gewann ich,
verlor ich mein Glück.
Im Tanze am Rhein,
bei Mondenschein,
gestand mir's aus Blauaug
ein inniger Blick,
gestand mir's ihr bittend Wort:
o bleib, o geh mit nicht fort,
bewahre der Heimat
still blühendes Glück,
mein Sehnen, mein Wähnen,
es träumt sich zurück……
Zauber der Ferne
warf in die Seele den Brand.
Zauber des Tanzes
lockte, ward Komödiant.
Folgt ihr, der Wundersüssen,
lernt unter Tränen küssen.

Rausch und Not, und Wahn und Glück,
ach, das ist des Gauklers Geschick … …

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

  • FRE French (Français) (Guy Laffaille) , "Chant de Pierrot", copyright © 2017, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
  • ITA Italian (Italiano) (Amelia Maria Imbarrato) , "Canzone di Pierrot", copyright © 2009, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
  • SPA Spanish (Español) (Benjamin Oblitas Mollinedo) , "Canto de Pierrot", copyright © 2023, (re)printed on this website with kind permission


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This text was added to the website: 2009-06-17
Line count: 22
Word count: 93

Canzone di Pierrot
Language: Italian (Italiano)  after the German (Deutsch) 
La mia nostalgia, la mia follia, 
mi portano i sogni del passato.
Nella danza ho trovato 
ed ho perso la mia fortuna,
nella danza sul Reno, 
al chiaro di luna,
mi confidò l'intimo sguardo 
d'un occhio azzurro,
mi confidò la sua parola implorante:
oh, resta, non andare via,
tieni la gioia, che ancora 
fiorisce, della patria,
la mia nostalgia, la mia follia, 
mi portano i sogni del passato.
L'incanto di ciò che era lontano 
mi accese nell'anima la sete,
l'incanto della danza mi sedusse, 
divenni un commediante.
Seguite queste dolcezze soavi,
imparate a baciare fra le lacrime.

Ebbrezza e dolore, follia e gioia,
questo è il destino del pagliaccio.

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This text was added to the website: 2009-06-17
Line count: 22
Word count: 109