by
Elisabeth Kulmann (1808 - 1825)
Die letzten Blumen starben
Language: German (Deutsch)
Available translation(s): CAT DUT ENG FRE FRE
Die letzten Blumen starben!
Längst sank die Königin
Der warmen Sommermonde,
Die holde Rose hin!
Du, hehre Georgine,
Erhebst nicht mehr dein Haupt!
Selbst meine hohe Pappel
[Sah]1 ich schon halb entlaubt.
Bin ich doch weder Pappel,
Noch Rose zart und schlank,
Warum soll ich nicht sinken,
Da selbst die Rose sank?
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Note: at the top of the Schumann score is the following text: "Ein
Gedicht voll trüber Todesahnung, wohl aus ihrem letzten
Lebensjahr. Sie hatte neben ihrer "Hütte" ein kleines
Gärtchen, in dem sie Jahraus, Jahrein, Blumen pflegte. Auch eine
Pappel stand in der Nähe."
1 Schumann: "Seh"
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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) , "S’han mort les últimes flors", copyright © 2020, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
- DUT Dutch (Nederlands) [singable] (Lau Kanen) , "De laatste bloemen stierven", copyright © 2013, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
- ENG English (Sharon Krebs) , "The last flowers have died", copyright ©, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
- FRE French (Français) (Guy Laffaille) , "Les dernières fleurs sont mortes !", copyright © 2011, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
- FRE French (Français) (Stéphane Goldet) (Pierre de Rosamel) , "Les dernières fleurs ont vécu", copyright © 2016, (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: 12
Word count: 52
The last flowers have died
Language: English  after the German (Deutsch)
The last flowers have died,
Long ago already, the fair rose,
Queen of the warm summer months,
Has sunk to her rest!
You, noble dahlia,
No longer raise your head!
I see that even my lofty poplar
Has already lost half of its leaves.
I am neither poplar,
Nor a rose -- delicate and slender,
[Yet] why should I not sink [and fade],
If even roses [have to] sink [and fade]?
Translation of the text at the top of the Schumann score: "A poem full of bleak premonitions of death, likely from her last year of life. Beside her "humble cottage" she had a small garden, in which she cultivated flowers year-in and year-out. A poplar, too, stood nearby."
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This text was added to the website: 2015-03-20
Line count: 12
Word count: 70