Феликс Мендельсон - Jagdlied, Op. 59, No. 6 - ноты, текст песни (слова)

Hunting song
 Through swaying treetops

 gleams a ray of gold.

 The misty valley

 lies far beneath the summits.

 
 The call of the forest horn

 rings out in the distance from the castle.

 The horses whinny

 into the air.

 
 Soon lands and lakes,

 soon moving clouds

 can be seen gleaming far off

 in dizzying flight.

 
 Soon darkness once again

 envelopes rider and horse.

 O love, O love,

 Let me go!

 
 The sounds push on further and further,

 through woods and over moors,

 Where? ah, where are they going?

 
 Invigorating freshness,

 sweet shivers of pleasure!

 The high foliage flutters,

 the heart beats freely.

 
 And further and further

 the sounds push on.

 The high foliage flutters,

 the heart beats freely.