by
Friedrich Hermann Frey (1839 - 1911), as Martin Greif
Herbstgefühl
Language: German (Deutsch)
Wie ferne Tritte hörst du 's schallen,
Doch weit umher ist nichts zu sehn,
Als wie die Blätter träumend fallen
Und rauschend mit dem Wind verwehn.
Es dringt hervor wie leise Klagen,
Die immer neuem Schmerz entstehn,
Wie Wehruf aus entschwundnen Tagen,
Wie stetes Kommen und Vergehn.
Du hörst, wie durch der Bäume Gipfel
Die Stunden unaufhaltsam gehn,
Der Nebel regnet in die Wipfel,
Du weinst und kannst es nicht verstehn.
Text Authorship:
Musical settings (art songs, Lieder, mélodies, (etc.), choral pieces, and other vocal works set to this text), listed by composer (not necessarily exhaustive):
- by Wilhelm Reinhard Berger (1861 - 1911), "Herbstgefühl", op. 73 (Sechs Lieder für 1 tiefe Singstimme mit Pianoforte) no. 1, published 1898 [ low voice and piano ], Berlin, Bote & Bock [sung text not yet checked]
- by Fritz Jürgens (1888 - 1915), "Herbstgefühl", published 1911 [ voice and piano ], from 36 Gedichte von Martin Greif, no. 28 [sung text not yet checked]
- by Emil Mattiesen (1875 - 1939), "Herbstgefühl" [sung text not yet checked]
- by Joseph Pembaur (1848 - 1923), "Herbstgefühl", op. 4 (Vier Lieder für 1 Singstimme mit Pianoforte) no. 3, published 1877 [ voice and piano ], Berlin, Luckhardt [sung text not yet checked]
- by Hans Erich Pfitzner (1869 - 1949), "Herbstgefühl", op. 40 (6 Lieder) no. 4 (1931) [sung text checked 1 time]
Available translations, adaptations or excerpts, and transliterations (if applicable):
- ENG English (John H. Campbell) , "Autumn feelings", copyright ©, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
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Word count: 71
Autumn feelings
Language: English after the German (Deutsch)
As distant steps you hear resound,
however far you roam is never far enough,
as dreams like the leaves, fall
and blow away, sighing in the wind.
Invading like faint sorrows,
the pain, ever new, always remains,
how the memory of bygone days,
how it goes only to return again.
You hear, as through the tree-tops
the hours inexorably pass,
the fog dripping through the 'tops;
you weep and do not know why.
Text Authorship:
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This text was added to the website between May 1995 and September 2003.
Line count: 12
Word count: 74
