by Otto Erich Hartleben (1864 - 1905)
Translation © by Ferdinando Albeggiani

Enthauptung
Language: German (Deutsch)  after the French (Français) 
Available translation(s): CHI ENG FRE ITA NYN
Der Mond, ein blankes Türkenschwert
Auf einem schwarzen Seidenkissen,
Gespenstisch groß - dräut er hinab
Durch schmerzendunkle Nacht.

Pierrot irrt ohne Rast umher
Und starrt empor in Todesängsten
Zum Mond, dem blanken Türkenschwert
Auf einem schwarzen Seidenkissen.

Es schlottern unter ihm die Knie,
Ohnmächtig bricht er jäh zusammen.
Er wähnt: es sause strafend schon
Auf seinen Sünderhals hernieder
Der Mond, das blanke Türkenschwert.

Confirmed with Die Lyrik des Auslandes in neuerer Zeit, ed. Hans Bethge, Leipzig: Max Hesses Verlag, 1907, pages 22-23

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

  • NYN Norwegian (Nynorsk) (Are Frode Søholt) , title 1: "Halshugging", copyright © 2008, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
  • ENG English (Mimmi Fulmer) (Ric Merritt) , title 1: "Beheading", copyright ©, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
  • ITA Italian (Italiano) (Ferdinando Albeggiani) , title 1: "Decapitazione", copyright © 2009, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
  • CHI Chinese (汉语 / 漢語) (Yen-Chiang Che) , title 1: "斬首", copyright © 2010, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
  • FRE French (Français) (Guy Laffaille) , title 1: "Décapitation", copyright © 2012, (re)printed on this website with kind permission


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This text was added to the website: 2003-11-16
Line count: 13
Word count: 63

Decapitazione
Language: Italian (Italiano)  after the German (Deutsch) 
La luna, scimitarra splendente,
adagiata su un nero cuscino di seta,
spettro gigantesco - guarda minacciosa in basso
nella notte di dolore e di tenebra.

Intorno si aggira, Pierrot, senza sosta
e, in preda ad angoscia mortale, fissa
la luna, scimitarra splendente,
adagiata su un nero cuscino di seta.

Sta tremando fino alle ginocchia,
che senza forza cedono insieme.
Gli sembra che, per punirlo,
sibilando gli stia calando sul collo
la luna, scimitarra splendente.

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This text was added to the website: 2009-11-02
Line count: 13
Word count: 74