by Michael Lubi (1757 - 1807)
Translation © by Ferdinando Albeggiani

Ammenlied
Language: German (Deutsch) 
Available translation(s): CAT DUT ENG FRE ITA
Am hohen, hohen Thurm,
Da weht ein kalter Sturm:
Geduld! die Glöcklein läuten,
Die Sonne [blickt]1 von weiten.
Am hohen, hohen Thurm,
Da weht ein kalter Sturm.

Im tiefen, tiefen Thal,
Da rauscht ein Wasserfall:
Geduld! ein Bißchen weiter,
[Dann]2 rinnt das Bächlein heiter.
Im tiefen, tiefen Thal,
Da rauscht ein Wasserfall.

Am kahlen, kahlen Baum,
Deckt sich ein Täubchen kaum:
Geduld! bald blühn die Auen,
Dann wird's sein Nestchen bauen.
Am kahlen, kahlen Baum,
Deckt sich ein Täubchen kaum.

Dich friert, mein Töchterlein!
Kein Freund sagt: komm herein!
Laß unser Stündchen schlagen,
Dann werden's Englein sagen.
Das beste Stübchen gibt
Gott jenem, den er liebt.

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Confirmed with Gedichte von Michael Lubi. Grätz 1804, gedruckt bey den Gebrüdern Tanzer, pages 167-168.

1 Schubert (Alte Gesamtausgabe): "blinkt"
2 Schubert (Alte Gesamtausgabe): "Da"

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Musical settings (art songs, Lieder, mélodies, (etc.), choral pieces, and other vocal works set to this text), listed by composer (not necessarily exhaustive)

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

  • CAT Catalan (Català) (Salvador Pila) , "Cançó de la dida", copyright © 2019, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
  • DUT Dutch (Nederlands) [singable] (Lau Kanen) , "Bakerliedje", copyright © 2007, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
  • ENG English (Emily Ezust) , "Nurse's song", copyright ©
  • FRE French (Français) (Guy Laffaille) , "Chanson de nourrice", copyright © 2011, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
  • ITA Italian (Italiano) (Ferdinando Albeggiani) , "Canzone della balia", copyright © 2010, (re)printed on this website with kind permission


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Text added to the website between May 1995 and September 2003.
Last modified: 2019-08-10 16:32:28
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Canzone della balia
Language: Italian (Italiano)  after the German (Deutsch) 
In cima all'altissima torre,
una fredda tempesta si abbatte:
Pazienza! La campana squilla,
il sole in lontananza brilla.
In cima all'altissima torre,
una fredda tempesta si abbatte.

In una profondissima vallata,
scroscia una grande cascata:
Pazienza! non molto distante,
fluisce allegro un torrente.
In una profondissima vallata,
scroscia una grande cascata.

Fra i rami di un albero spoglio
una colomba trova a stento rifugio:
Pazienza! Tornerà presto a fiorire,
e il suo nido potrà costruire.
Fra i rami di un albero spoglio
una colomba trova a stento rifugio.

Mia piccola, ti sento gelare!
Nessun amico ti dice di entrare!
Che la nostra ora arrivi pure,
saranno gli angeli a dirti di entrare.
Dio dona la sua stanza migliore,
a quelli cui regala il suo amore.

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Text added to the website: 2010-03-13 00:00:00
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