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by Hans Davidsohn (1887 - 1942), as Jakob van Hoddis

Postskriptum
Language: German (Deutsch) 
Our translations:  ENG
Das Ur-Ich und die Ich-idee
gingen selbander im grünen Klee,
Die Ich-Idee fiel hin im Gras,
Das Ur-ich wurde vor Schreck ganz blaß.
Da sprach das Ur- zur Ich-Idee:
"Was wandelst du im grünen Klee?"
Da sprach die Ich-Idee zum Ur-:
"Ich wandle nur auf deiner Spur."-
Da, Freunde, hub sich große Not:
Ich schlug mich gegenseitig tot.

Published in Aktion.

Text Authorship:

  • by Hans Davidsohn (1887 - 1942), as Jakob van Hoddis, "Postskriptum", first published 1913 [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 Gary Bachlund (b. 1947), "Postskriptum", 2010 [medium voice and piano] [ sung text checked 1 time]

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

  • ENG English (Gary Bachlund) , "Postscript", copyright © 2010, (re)printed on this website with kind permission


Researcher for this text: Emily Ezust [Administrator]

This text was added to the website: 2010-02-03
Line count: 10
Word count: 58

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