by
Hermann Hesse (1877 - 1962)
Wo ist mein Traum geblieben
Language: German (Deutsch)
Available translation(s): ENG FRE
Wo ist mein Traum geblieben,
Mein rosenroter - von Frauen
In Gärten und ihrem Lieben
In Nächten, warmen, blauen?
Wo ist mein Traum geblieben,
Mein Traum von Rossedampf
Und Siegen, Wunden und Hieben
Und blutrot hellem Kampf?
Im Glase dunkelt Burgunder
Und treibet leichten Schaum --
O warum gingst du unter,
Jugend, du schöner Traum?
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Confirmed with Hermann Hesse, Sämtliche Werke, herausgegeben von Volker Michels, Band 10 Die Gedichte, bearbeitet von Peter Huber, Frankfurt am Main: Suhrkamp Verlag, 2002, page 64.
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Available translations, adaptations or excerpts, and transliterations (if applicable):
- ENG English (Sharon Krebs) , "What happened to my dream", copyright © 2014, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
- FRE French (Français) (Pierre Mathé) , "Où est passé mon rêve", copyright © 2019, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
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Où est passé mon rêve
Language: French (Français)  after the German (Deutsch)
Où est passé mon rêve,
Mon rêve rose-rouge – de femmes
Dans des jardins, et leur amour
En des nuits, chaudes, bleues ?
Où est passé mon rêve,
Mon rêve de chevaux fumants,
Et de victoires, blessures et coups
Et de lumineux combats rouges sang ?
Dans le verre le bourgogne s'obscurcit
Et produit une mousse légère –
Ô pourquoi t'es-tu noyée,
Jeunesse, beau rêve ?
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This text was added to the website: 2019-05-03
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Word count: 66