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- CPDL #3839:
Finale 2001
- Editor: David K. Means (submitted 2002-07-12). Score information: Letter, 6 pages, 244 kbytes Copyright: CPDL
- Edition notes:
CPDL #19797:
- Editor: Saniakob (submitted 2009-07-19). Score information: A4, 112 kB Copyright: Personal
- Edition notes: Also available an edition of the whole Op.48...Any suggestion or comment on this edition, please contact me through my CPDL user page or the email given in the pdf file. This edition can be distributed and copied. Not to be commercially used.
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:
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Original text and translations
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?