by
Nikolaus Lenau (1802 - 1850)
Der Buchenwald ist herbstlich schon...
Language: German (Deutsch)
Our translations: ENG FRE
Der Buchenwald ist herbstlich schon gerötet,
So wie ein Kranker, der sich neigt zum Sterben,
Wenn flüchtig noch sich seine Wangen färben;
Doch Rosen sind's wobei kein Lied mehr flötet.
Das Bächlein zieht und rieselt, kaum zu hören,
Das Tal hinab, und seine Wellen gleiten,
Wie durch das Sterbgemach die Freunde gleiten,
Den letzten Traum des Lebens nicht zu stören.
Ein trüber Wandrer findet hier Genossen;
Es ist Natur, der auch die Freuden schwanden,
Mit seiner ganzen Schwermut einverstanden,
Er ist in ihre Klagen eingeschlossen.
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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):
- by Adalbert von Goldschmidt (1848 - 1906), "Herbstgefühl ", published 1893 [ voice and piano ], from Neue Lieder und Gesänge, no. 21, Leipzig, Breitkopf & Härtel [sung text not yet checked]
- by Othmar Schoeck (1886 - 1957), "Herbstgefühl", op. 36 no. 15 (1923) [ voice and chamber orchestra ], from Elegie: Liederfolge nach Gedichten von Nikolaus Lenau und Joseph von Eichendorff, no. 15, Leipzig: Breitkopf & Härtel [sung text checked 1 time]
- by Julius Stern (1820 - 1883), "Der Buchenwald ist herbstlich schon geröthet", op. 24 (4 deutsche Lieder für Alt oder Bass mit Pianoforte) no. 1, published 1846 [ alto or bass and piano ], Berlin, Schlesinger [sung text not yet checked]
Available translations, adaptations or excerpts, and transliterations (if applicable):
- ENG English (Sharon Krebs) , "Autumnal feeling", copyright © 2010, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
- FRE French (Français) (Pierre Mathé) , "Impression d'automne", copyright © 2011, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
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Word count: 85
Autumnal feeling
Language: English after the German (Deutsch)
The beech forest is already autumnally reddened
Just like an invalid who droops towards death,
When fleetingly his cheeks acquire colour still,
But they are roses no longer accompanied by the flute-like tones of a song.
The streamlet flows and ripples, barely audible,
Down toward the valley, and its waves glide,
As through a chamber [where a soul lies dying], friends pass [quietly]
In order not to disturb the last dream of life.
A dismal wanderer finds companions here,
It is Nature, from which joys have also passed,
Completely in sympathy with his melancholy;
He is included in [Nature's] laments.
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