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==Music files== | ==Music files== | ||
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{{Lyricist| Heinrich Heine}}<br> | {{Lyricist| Heinrich Heine}}<br> | ||
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{{Genre|Secular|Lieder}}<br> | |||
{{Language|German}} | {{Language|German}} | ||
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==Original text and translations== | ==Original text and translations== | ||
{{Text|German | {{Text|German| | ||
Am leuchtenden Sommermorgen | Am leuchtenden Sommermorgen | ||
geh ich im Garten herum. | geh ich im Garten herum. | ||
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und schaun mitleidig mich an: | und schaun mitleidig mich an: | ||
Sei unsrer Schwester nicht böse, | Sei unsrer Schwester nicht böse, | ||
du trauriger blasser Mann! | du trauriger blasser Mann!}} | ||
[[Category:Sheet music]] | [[Category:Sheet music]] | ||
[[Category:Romantic music]] | [[Category:Romantic music]] |
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- Editor: Marco Gallo (submitted 2005-09-14). Score information: A4, 3 pages, 89 kB Copyright: Free Art License
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General Information
Title: Am leuchtenden Sommermorgen
Composer: Robert Schumann
Lyricist: Heinrich Heine
Number of voices: 1v Voicing: Soprano solo
Genre: Secular, Lied
Language: German
Instruments: Piano
First published:
Description:
External websites:
Original text and translations
German text
Am leuchtenden Sommermorgen
geh ich im Garten herum.
Es flüstern und sprechen die Blumen,
ich aber wandle stumm.
Es flüstern und sprechen die Blumen,
und schaun mitleidig mich an:
Sei unsrer Schwester nicht böse,
du trauriger blasser Mann!