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by Friedrich Heinrich Karl, Freiherr de La Motte-Fouqué (1777 - 1843)
Translation © by Guy Laffaille

An dem jungen Morgenhimmel
Language: German (Deutsch) 
Our translations:  CAT DUT ENG FRE
An dem jungen Morgenhimmel
Steht die reine Sonne klar,
Aber Blut quillt auf der Wiese,
Und ein Roß, des Reiters baar,
Trabt verschüchtert in der Runde,
Starr steht eine reis'ge Schaar.
Mohrenkönig, bist erschlagen
Von dem tapfern Brüderpaar,
Das Dein kühnes Räuberwagniß
Nahm im grünen Forste wahr!
Donna Clara kniet bei'm Leichnam
Aufgelöst ihr goldnes Haar,
Sonder Scheue nun bekennend,
Wie ihr lieb der Todte war.
Brüder bitten, Priester lehren,
Eins nur bleibt ihr offenbar.
Sonne geht, und Sterne kommen,
Auf und nieder schwebt der Aar,
Alles auf der Welt ist Wandel
Sie allein unwandelbar.
Endlich bau'n die treuen Brüder
Dort Kapell' ihr und Altar,
Betend nun verrinnt ihr Leben,
Tag für Tag und Jahr für Jahr,
Bringt verhauchend sich als Opfer
Für des Liebsten Seele dar.

About the headline (FAQ)

Confirmed with Der Zauberring, ein Ritterroman von Friedrich Baron de la Motte Fouqué. Erster Theil. Nürnberg, bei Johann Leonhard Schrag, 1812, page 154-155.


Text Authorship:

  • by Friedrich Heinrich Karl, Freiherr de La Motte-Fouqué (1777 - 1843), no title, appears in Der Zauberring, Neunzehntes Kapitel, first published 1812 [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 Franz Peter Schubert (1797 - 1828), "Don Gayseros III", D 93 no. 3, published 1894 [sung text checked 1 time]

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

  • CAT Catalan (Català) (Salvador Pila) , copyright © 2018, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
  • DUT Dutch (Nederlands) [singable] (Lau Kanen) , "Don Gayseros III", copyright © 2010, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
  • ENG English (Malcolm Wren) , "Don Gayseros III", copyright © 2016, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
  • FRE French (Français) (Guy Laffaille) , "Don Gayseros III", copyright © 2012, (re)printed on this website with kind permission


Research team for this page: Emily Ezust [Administrator] , Richard Morris , Peter Rastl [Guest Editor]

This text was added to the website between May 1995 and September 2003.
Line count: 26
Word count: 127

Don Gayseros III
Language: French (Français)  after the German (Deutsch) 
Tôt dans le ciel du matin
Le pur et clair soleil brillait.
Mais le sang coulait dans la prairie,
Et un cheval sans son cavalier
Trottait en rond effrayé.
Immobile une troupe de mercenaires armée se tenait.
Roi des Maures, tu as été tué
Par les deux frères courageux,
Ton enlèvement audacieux,
Ils l'ont observé dans la forêt verte.

Donna Clara est agenouillée près du corps,
Ses cheveux dorés défaits,
Confessant librement maintenant
Combien le mort lui était cher,
Ses frères prièrent, les prêtres exhortèrent,
Une seule chose reste évidente pour elle,
Le soleil disparaît, les étoiles arrivent,
L'aigle plane en montant et en descendant,
Tout dans le monde change,
Elle seule est constante.
À la fin les frères fidèles construisirent
Là une chapelle et un autel pour elle,
Maintenant elle passe sa vie en prière,
Jour après jour, année après année,
Dépérissant elle s'offre en sacrifice
Pour l'âme de son bien-aimé.

Text Authorship:

  • Translation from German (Deutsch) to French (Français) copyright © 2012 by Guy Laffaille, (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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Based on:

  • a text in German (Deutsch) by Friedrich Heinrich Karl, Freiherr de La Motte-Fouqué (1777 - 1843), no title, appears in Der Zauberring, Neunzehntes Kapitel, first published 1812
    • Go to the text page.

 

This text was added to the website: 2012-09-01
Line count: 26
Word count: 152

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