by Friedrich Hölderlin (1770 - 1843)
Translation © by Emily Ezust

Mit gelben Birnen hänget
Language: German (Deutsch) 
Available translation(s): CAT ENG ENG FRE FRE IRI
Mit gelben Birnen hänget
Und voll mit wilden Rosen
Das Land in den See,
Ihr holden Schwäne,
Und trunken von Küssen
[[Tunkt]1 ihr das Haupt
Ins heilignüchterne Wasser.]2

Weh mir, wo nehm' ich, wenn
Es Winter ist, die Blumen, und wo
Den Sonnenschein,
Und Schatten der Erde?
Die Mauern [stehn]3
Sprachlos und kalt, im Winde
Klirren die Fahnen.

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1 Müller: "Taucht"
2 omitted by Ligeti
3 Cerha: "stehen"

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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) , "La meitat de la vida", copyright © 2011, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
  • ENG English (Emily Ezust) , "The middle of life", copyright ©
  • ENG English [singable] (Walter A. Aue) , "Midlife", copyright © 2010, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
  • FRE French (Français) (Guy Laffaille) , "Le milieu de la vie", copyright © 2012, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
  • FRE French (Français) (Stéphane Goldet) (Pierre de Rosamel) , "Mi-temps de la vie", copyright © 2015, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
  • IRI Irish (Gaelic) [singable] (Gabriel Rosenstock) , "Leath an tSaoil", copyright © 2015, (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 10:01:33
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Word count: 58

The middle of life
Language: English  after the German (Deutsch) 
With yellow pears
and full of wild roses,
the land hangs over the lake,
you fair swans,
and drunk with kisses
you dunk your heads
into the sacred, sober water.

Woe is me! where, when 
it is winter, will I get flowers, 
and where the sunshine,
and the shade of the earth?
The walls stand
mute and cold; in the wind
the weathervanes rattle.

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  • Translation from German (Deutsch) to English copyright © by Emily Ezust

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Text added to the website between May 1995 and September 2003.
Last modified: 2014-11-16 22:18:03
Line count: 14
Word count: 64