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(Herrn Dr. Lärmschutz-Lessing) Die Luft war einst dem Sterben nah. "Hilf mir, mein himmlischer Papa", so rief sie mit sehr trübem Blick, "ich werde dumm, ich werde dick; du weißt ja sonst für alles Rat - schick mich auf Reisen, in ein Bad, auch saure Milch wird gern empfohlen;- wenn nicht - lass ich den Teufel holen!" Der Herr, sich scheuend vor Blamage, erfand für sie die - Tonmassage. Es gibt seitdem die Welt, die - schreit. Wobei die Luft famos gedeiht.
Authorship
- by Christian Morgenstern (1871 - 1914), "Die Luft", appears in Galgenlieder [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 Richard Farber (b. 1945), "Die Luft", from the collection Galgenlieder, no. 35. [text not verified]
- by Josef Zilch (b. 1928), "Die Luft" [voice and piano], from Vier Lieder nach Gedichten von Christian Morgenstern, no. 2. [text not verified]
Available translations, adaptations, and transliterations (if applicable):
- FRE French (Français) (Pierre Mathé) , title 1: "L'air", copyright © 2011, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
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This text was added to the website: 2008-07-30
Line count: 13
Word count: 83
(À Monsieur le docteur Lärmschutz-Lessing) Un jour l'air était sur le point de mourir. « Aide-moi, mon papa céleste » cria-t-il avec un regard très troublé, « je deviens idiot, je deviens épais ; d'habitude, tu es de bon conseil -- envoie-moi en voyage, ou aux bains, du babeurre serait aussi bien recommandé ; sinon, je ferai appel au diable ! » Le Seigneur, appréhendant cette honte, lui inventa le massage acoustique. Depuis il y a le monde qui pousse des cris. Par quoi l'air prospère épatamment.
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- 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.
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- a text in German (Deutsch) by Christian Morgenstern (1871 - 1914), "Die Luft", appears in Galgenlieder
This text was added to the website: 2011-10-22
Line count: 13
Word count: 87