Fußreise (Hugo Wolf)

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• CPDL #17796:

Editor: Jürgen Knuth (submitted 2008-08-03).   Score information: Letter, 5 pages   Copyright: Personal

Edition notes: Edition in D Major.

• CPDL #16897:

Editor: Primož Hladnik (submitted 2008-05-12).   Score information: A4, 4 pages, 60 kbytes   Copyright: CPDL

Edition notes:

General Information

Title: Fußreise / Fussreise
Composer: Hugo Wolf
Lyricist: Eduard Mörike

Number of voices: 1v   Voicing: Baritone solo

Genre: Secular, Lied

Language: German
Instruments: Piano
Published:

Description:

External websites:

• Entry for this lied at Art Song Central
• Entry at the Lied and Art Song Texts Page
• English translation
• English lyrics
• Italian translation

Original text and translations

German text Fußreise Am Frisch geschnittnen Wanderstab Wenn ich in der Frühe So durch Wälder ziehe, Hügel auf und ab. Dann, wie’s Vöglein im Laube Singet und sich rührt, Oder wie die goldne Traube Wonnegeister spürt In der ersten Morgensonne; So fühlt auch mein alter, lieber Adam Herbst und Frühlingsfieber, Gottbeherzte, Nie verscherzte Erstlings Paradieseswonne. Also bist du nicht so schlimm O alter Adam Wie die strengen Lehere sagen; Liebst und lobst du immer doch, Singst und preisest immer noch, Wie am ewig neuen Schöpfungstagen, Deinen lieben Schöpfer und Erhalter Möcht es dieser geben Und mein ganzes Leben Wär’ im leichten Wanderschweisse Eine solche Morgenreise!

English translation Going a-walking With freshly-cut walking stick, When I venture early Through the woods I wend my way Both up the hills and down. Then, like small birds in the arbor, Who sing and rouse themselves, Or as the golden grapes Felt the spirit of bliss In the very first morning sun: So feel I, my old inner Adam Both autumn and spring fever, Loved by God, And ne’er forsaken, First-born’s bliss in Paradise. After all, you are not so bad, Oh, old Adam, As the strict teachers say: You still love and you glorify, You still sing and praise, As though it is the first day of Creation. My beloved Creator and Guardian. If it really were so, Then my entire life Would be spent in the easy toil of hiking Such a morning's journey!