by Heinrich Heine (1797 - 1856)
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Das gelbe Laub erzittert
Language: German (Deutsch) 
Available translation(s): CAT ENG FRE
Das gelbe Laub erzittert, 
Es fallen die Blätter herab; 
Ach, alles, was hold und lieblich, 
Verwelkt und sinkt ins Grab. 

Die [Wipfel]1 des Waldes umflimmert 
Ein schmerzlicher Sonnenschein; 
Das mögen die letzten Küsse 
Des scheidenden Sommers sein. 

Mir ist, als müsst ich weinen 
Aus tiefstem Herzensgrund; 
[Dies Bild erinnert]2 mich wieder
An unsre Abschiedsstund'. 

Ich musste [von dir scheiden]3, 
Und wusste, du stürbest bald; 
Ich war der scheidende Sommer, 
Du warst der [kranke]4 Wald.

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1 Franz (?): "Gipfel"
2 Reinecke: "Es mahnet dies Bild"
3 Grieg, Reinecke: "dich verlassen" (abandon you)
4 Grieg, Reinecke: "sterbende" (dying)

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  • CAT Catalan (Català) (Salvador Pila) , copyright © 2015, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
  • ENG English (John H. Campbell) , "The yellow foliage trembles", copyright ©, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
  • ENG English [singable] (Anonymous/Unidentified Artist) , "Parting"
  • FRE French (Français) (Guy Laffaille) , copyright © 2014, (re)printed on this website with kind permission


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Parting
Language: English  after the German (Deutsch) 
The yellow leaves are trembling,
Are falling, falling down;
Ah, all that was fair and lovely,
Lies withered upon the ground.

Through lofty treetops streaming,
A sorrowful sunshine lies;
The summer's last sweet kisses
As parting she fades and dies.

My heart, my heart is weeping,
In grief and pain, my flow'r,
For soon, ah soon, my dear one
Must come our parting hour.

I leave thee, I must leave thee!
And 'tis thy dying hour!
I am the flying summer,
Thou art the fading flow'r!

From a Grieg score.

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Text added to the website: 2010-04-06 00:00:00
Last modified: 2014-06-16 10:03:38
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Word count: 86