Translation © by Salvador Pila

Schmerzen
Language: German (Deutsch) 
Available translation(s): CAT ENG FRE ITA NOR NYN RUS
Sonne, weinest jeden Abend
Dir die schönen Augen rot,
Wenn im Meeresspiegel badend
Dich erreicht der frühe Tod;

Doch erstehst in alter Pracht,
Glorie der düstren Welt,
Du am Morgen neu erwacht,
Wie ein stolzer Siegesheld!

Ach, wie sollte ich da klagen,
Wie, mein Herz, so schwer dich sehn,
Muß die Sonne selbst verzagen,
Muß die Sonne untergehn?

Und gebieret Tod nur Leben,
Geben Schmerzen Wonne nur:
O wie dank ich, daß gegeben
Solche Schmerzen mir Natur!

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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)

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

  • CAT Catalan (Català) (Salvador Pila) , "Dolors", copyright © 2010, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
  • ENG English (Emily Ezust) , "Anguish", copyright ©
  • FRE French (Français) (Guy Laffaille) , "Douleurs", copyright © 2009, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
  • ITA Italian (Italiano) (Ferdinando Albeggiani) , "Dolori", copyright © 2007, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
  • ITA Italian (Italiano) (Arrigo Enrico Boito) , "Dolori"
  • NOR Norwegian (Bokmål) (Marianne Beate Kielland) , "Smerter", copyright © 2012, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
  • NYN Norwegian (Nynorsk) (Are Frode Søholt) , "Sorg", copyright © 2012, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
  • RUS Russian (Русский) (Elena Danilova) , "Муки", copyright © 2011, (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: 2014-06-16 10:01:55
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Dolors
Language: Catalan (Català)  after the German (Deutsch) 
Sol, que plores cada vespre
fins que els teus formosos ulls envermelleixen,
tot endinsant-te en el mirall del mar
t'arriba la mort prematura; 

però reprens l'antiga esplendor,
glòria d'aquest món de tenebres,
quan al matí, de nou despertes
com altiu heroi triomfant! 

Ai, per què hauria de lamentar-me,
el meu feixuc cor anhelant-te,
per què s'ha d'esbalair el sol?
per què el sol s'ha de pondre? 
 
I si la mort només engendra vida,
el dolor sols la joia porta:
Oh, com agraeixo a la Natura
que m'ha donat semblant sofrença!

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  • Translation from German (Deutsch) to Catalan (Català) copyright © 2010 by Salvador Pila, (re)printed on this website with kind permission. To reprint and distribute this author's work for concert programs, CD booklets, etc., you may ask the copyright-holder(s) directly or ask us; we are authorized to grant permission on their behalf. Please provide the translator's name when contacting us.
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Text added to the website: 2010-04-14 00:00:00
Last modified: 2014-06-16 10:03:39
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Word count: 90