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==General Information==
==General Information==
'''Title:''' ''Herbstlied, Op. 48, No. 6''<br>
'''Title:''' ''Herbstlied, Op. 48, No. 6''<br>
'''Composer:''' [[Felix Mendelssohn]]<br>
{{Composer|Felix Mendelssohn}}


{{Voicing|4|SATB}}<br>
{{Voicing|4|SATB}}<br>

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Editor: David K. Means (submitted 2002-07-12).   Score information: Letter, 6 pages, 244 kbytes   Copyright: CPDL
Edition notes:

General Information

Title: Herbstlied, Op. 48, No. 6
Composer: Felix Mendelssohn

Number of voices: 4vv   Voicing: SATB

Genre: Secular, Lieder

Language: German
Instruments: a cappella
Published:

Description:

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Original text and translations

German.png German text

Holder Lenz, du bist dahin! Nirgends, nirgends darfst du bleiben!
Wo ich sah dein frohes Blüh'n braust des Herbstes banges Treiben.
Wie der Wind so traurig fuhr durch den Strauch, als ob er weine;
Sterbeseufzer der Natur schauern durch die welken Haine,
Wieder ist, wie bald, wie bald, mir dahin ein Jahr geschwunden.
Fragend rauscht es durch den Wald: hat dein Herz sein Glück gefunden?