Abends, der Strom ertönt, der schwere Atem der Wälder, Himmel, beflogen von schreienden Vögeln, Küsten der Finsternis, alt, darüber die Feuer der Sterne. Menschlich hab ich gelebt, zu zählen vergessen die Tore, die offenen. An die verschlossnen hab ich gepocht. Jedes Tor ist offen. Der Rufer steht mit gebreitenen Armen. So tritt an den Tisch. Rede: die Wälder tönen, den eratmenden Strom durchfliegen die Fische, der Himmel zittert von Feuern.
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Text Authorship:
- by Johannes Konrad Bernhard Bobrowski (1917 - 1965), "Der Wanderer" [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 Sylke Zimpel (b. 1959), "Der Wanderer" [ satb chorus ] [sung text checked 1 time]
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