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Wir genießen die himmlischen Freuden, Drum tun wir das Irdische meiden, Kein weltlich Getümmel Hört man nicht im Himmel! Lebt alles in sanftester Ruh'! Wir führen ein englisches Leben! Sind dennoch ganz lustig daneben! Wir tanzen und springen, Wir hüpfen und singen! Sankt Peter im Himmel sieht zu! Johannes das Lämmlein auslasset, Der Metzger Herodes drauf passet! Wir führen ein geduldig's, Unschuldig's, geduldig's, Ein liebliches Lämmlein zu Tod! Sankt Lucas den Ochsen tät schlachten Ohn' einig's Bedenken und Achten, Der Wein kost' kein Heller Im himmlischen Keller, Die Englein, die backen das Brot. Gut' Kräuter von allerhand Arten, Die wachsen im himmlischen Garten! Gut' Spargel, Fisolen Und was wir nur wollen! Ganze Schüsseln voll sind uns bereit! Gut Äpfel, gut' Birn' und gut' Trauben! Die Gärtner, die alles erlauben! Willst Rehbock, willst Hasen, Auf offener Straßen Sie laufen herbei! Sollt' ein Fasttag etwa kommen, Alle Fische gleich mit Freuden angeschwommen! Dort läuft schon Sankt Peter Mit Netz und mit Köder Zum himmlischen Weiher hinein. Sankt Martha die Köchin muß sein. Kein' Musik ist ja nicht auf Erden, Die uns'rer verglichen kann werden. Elftausend Jungfrauen Zu tanzen sich trauen! Sankt Ursula selbst dazu lacht! Cäcilia mit ihren Verwandten Sind treffliche Hofmusikanten! Die englischen Stimmen Ermuntern die Sinnen, Daß alles für Freuden erwacht.
Authorship:
- from Volkslieder (Folksongs) , appears in Des Knaben Wunderhorn [author's text not yet checked against a primary source]
Musical settings (art songs, Lieder, mélodies, (etc.), choral pieces, and other vocal works set to this text), listed by composer (not necessarily exhaustive):
- by Gustav Mahler (1860 - 1911), "Das himmlische Leben", 1892 [ voice and piano ], from Lieder aus "Des Knaben Wunderhorn" (formerly "Humoresken"), no. 15 [sung text checked 1 time]
- by Gustav Mahler (1860 - 1911), "Das himmlische Leben", 1901 [ voice and orchestra ], from Symphony No. 4, no. 4 [sung text checked 1 time]
Available translations, adaptations or excerpts, and transliterations (if applicable):
- CAT Catalan (Català) (Salvador Pila) , "La vida celestial", copyright © 2010, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
- ENG English (Emily Ezust) , "The heavenly life", copyright ©
- FRE French (Français) (Guy Laffaille) , copyright © 2009, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
- ITA Italian (Italiano) (Ferdinando Albeggiani) , "La vita celeste", copyright © 2009, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
- POR Portuguese (Português) (Napoleão Laureano de Andrade) , "A vida celestial", copyright © 2009, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
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This text was added to the website between May 1995 and September 2003.
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Word count: 211
Vivendo em gozos celestes, Evitamos os terrestres. O mundano escarcéu Não se ouve aqui no céu! Doce paz em tudo incide! Vida de anjo não afasta Nossa alegria a mais vasta! Bailamos tanto e saltamos, Pulamos tanto e cantamos! No céu São Pedro preside! São João solta seu cordeiro, Pega-o Herodes o açougueiro! Conduzimos esse manso, Esse inocente tão manso, Cordeirinho ao facão! São Lucas abate os bois Sem um remorso depois. Vinho não custa um vintém Aqui no céu, no armazém, Os anjos assam o pão. Muita e da boa verdura Na horta do céu tem fartura! Feijão e aspargos, primícias Das que quisermos delícias! Pra nós só há prato cheio! Boas maçãs, uvas, peras! Deixam comer o que queiras! Queres lebre ou outra caça? Uma trás outra aqui passa Andando no nosso meio. Se de abstinência é o dia, Vêm os peixes com alegria! Vem São Pedro -- rede e isca, Muito peixe já belisca E essa pescaria farta Deve cozer Santa Marta. Não há música que possa, Na Terra, igualar-se a nossa. Onze milhares de virgens Dançando de dar vertigens! Santa Úrsula até se ria Cecília com seus parentes Formam orquestra excelente! De cada anjo a voz bela O nosso enlevo revela Tudo acorda pra alegria.
Authorship:
- Translation from German (Deutsch) to Portuguese (Português) copyright © 2009 by Napoleão Laureano de Andrade, (re)printed on this website with kind permission. To reprint and distribute this author's work for concert programs, CD booklets, etc., you must ask the copyright-holder(s) directly for permission. If you receive no response, you must consider it a refusal.
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Based on:
- a text in German (Deutsch) from Volkslieder (Folksongs) , appears in Des Knaben Wunderhorn
This text was added to the website: 2009-10-05
Line count: 46
Word count: 208