by Heinrich Hüttenbrenner (1799 - 1830)
Translation © by Lau Kanen

Wehmut
Language: German (Deutsch) 
Available translation(s): CAT DUT ENG FRE
Die Abendglocke tönet,
Vom Himmel sinkt die Ruh;
Das Auge grambetränet
Nur schließet sich nicht zu.

Daß meine Jugend fliehet
Allein und ungeliebt,
Daß jeder Kranz verblühet,
Das ist, was mich betrübt.

Und als ich sie gefunden,
War Herz und Welt nur Lust,
Und seit sie mir entschwunden,
Ist Atmen ein Verlust.

Der Strom aus Felsen quillend,
Die Berge lieben nicht;
Nur's arme Herz, das fühlend,
So leicht von Kummer bricht.

O töne, sanft Geläute,
In's stille Tal hinaus,
Der Morgen deckt das Heute,
Den Gram das Grabeshaus.

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Note: Schubert received Hüttenbrenner's poem in handwritten form. It has not been published independently from Schubert's song.


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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):

Available translations, adaptations or excerpts, and transliterations (if applicable):

  • CAT Catalan (Català) (Salvador Pila) , "Melangia", copyright © 2014, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
  • DUT Dutch (Nederlands) [singable] (Lau Kanen) , "Verdriet", copyright © 2012, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
  • ENG English (Malcolm Wren) , "Melancholy", copyright © 2019, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
  • FRE French (Français) (Guy Laffaille) , "Mélancolie", copyright © 2011, (re)printed on this website with kind permission


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This text was added to the website between May 1995 and September 2003.
Line count: 20
Word count: 88

Verdriet
Language: Dutch (Nederlands)  after the German (Deutsch) 
Het avondklokje klingelt,
Terwijl zich rust uitgiet;
Het oog waar 'n traan uit biggelt,
Dat sluit zich echter niet.
 
Mijn jeugd die 'k zie verdwijnen,
Alleen en onbemind,
Dat elke krans gaat kwijnen,
Dat maakt mij droef gezind.
 
Toen ik haar mocht ontdekken,
Was alles even fijn,
Maar sinds 'k haar zag vertrekken,
Doet ademen zelfs pijn.
 
De stroom, uit rotsen spoelend,
De bergen minnen niet;
Wel 't arme hart, dat voelend
Licht breekt van puur verdriet.
 
O klink maar, klank vol vrede,
Door 't stille dalgebied,
De morgen dekt het heden,
Het graf het hartsverdriet.

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This text was added to the website: 2012-01-17
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Word count: 96