Attention! Some of this material is not in the public domain.
It is illegal to copy and distribute our copyright-protected material without permission. It is also illegal to reprint copyright texts or translations without the name of the author or translator.
To inquire about permissions and rates, contact Emily Ezust at
If you wish to reprint translations, please make sure you include the names of the translators in your email. They are below each translation.
Note: You must use the copyright symbol © when you reprint copyright-protected material.
Die Stunden! wo wir auf das helle Blauen Des Meeres starren und den Tod verstehn, So leicht und feierlich und ohne Grauen, Wie kleine Mädchen, die sehr blaß aussehn, Mit großen Augen, und die immer frieren, An einem Abend stumm vor sich hinsehn Und wissen, daß das Leben jetzt aus ihren Schlaftrunknen Gliedern still hinüberfließt In Bäum' und Gras, und sich matt lächelnd zieren Wie eine Heilige, die ihr Blut vergießt.
About the headline (FAQ)
Authorship:
- by Hugo Hofmann, Edler von Hofmannsthal (1874 - 1929), no title, appears in Terzinen über Vergänglichkeit, no. 2 [author's text checked 1 time against a primary source]
Musical settings (art songs, Lieder, mélodies, (etc.), choral pieces, and other vocal works set to this text), listed by composer (not necessarily exhaustive):
- by Wolfgang Fortner (1907 - 1987), "Zwischenspiel", 1965, first performed 1970 [male voice and piano], from Vier Gesänge mit Zwischenspielen, no. 2, Schott Music [text not verified]
Available translations, adaptations, and transliterations (if applicable):
- FRE French (Français) (Pierre Mathé) , title unknown, copyright © 2011, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
Researcher for this text: Emily Ezust [Administrator]
This text was added to the website: 2009-05-30
Line count: 10
Word count: 71
Les heures ! Quand nous fixons Le bleu clair de la mer et comprenons la mort, Si légèrement, solennellement et sans horreur. Comme des petites filles, qui semblent très pâles, Avec leurs grands yeux, qui toujours ont froid, Et qui regardent le soir devant elles Et savent que maintenant la vie s'écoule De leurs membres ivres de sommeil Dans les arbres et l'herbe et se parent d'un morne sourire Comme une sainte qui verse son sang.
About the headline (FAQ)
Authorship:
- Translation from German (Deutsch) to French (Français) copyright © 2011 by Pierre Mathé, (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.
Contact:
Based on:
- a text in German (Deutsch) by Hugo Hofmann, Edler von Hofmannsthal (1874 - 1929), no title, appears in Terzinen über Vergänglichkeit, no. 2
This text was added to the website: 2011-02-03
Line count: 10
Word count: 76