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Heinrich Heine * Die Lorelei German 1823 Arg-2-2 2014-04-23 18:09 Manfred only this add
Hans-Georg Kaiser Lorelay Esperanto Arg-564-2 2005-02-03 19:18 Manfred only this remove
Ludwig Lazarus Zamenhof Lorelej Esperanto Arg-565-2 2009-10-30 16:15 mgr only this add
Leopold Elb Lorelej' Esperanto Arg-71-2 2005-02-03 19:06 Manfred only this remove
Joachim Gießner Lorelejo Esperanto Arg-1115-2 2010-09-15 12:51 Manfred only this add
N. N. 01 Lurleia Latin Arg-179-2 2010-02-11 14:00 Manfred only this remove
Paul Gottfried Christaller [Ne scias mi, kio okazis] Esperanto Arg-1116-2 2010-09-13 10:03 Manfred only this add
Mark Twain The Lorelei English Arg-11-2 2003-10-13 04:42 mgr only this remove
L. W. Garnham The Lorelei English Arg-14-2 2003-10-11 23:04 mgr only this remove

Heinrich Heine,
Lorelej'

 

Heinrich Heine,
The Lorelei

 

Heinrich Heine,
The Lorelei

 

Heinrich Heine,
Lorelay

 

Heinrich Heine,
Lurleia

 
translated by Leopold Elb   translated by Mark Twain   translated by L. W. Garnham   translated by Hans-Georg Kaiser   translated by N. N. 01
 
Tiu traduko estas poste iom modifita de
aliuloj, ne estas la origina traduk-versio
de Leopold Elb.
  An ancient legend of the Rhine            
 
Ne scias mi, kial mi estas   I cannot divine what it meaneth,   I do not know what it signifies.   Min kaptas malgaj' en la koro,   Ignoro, quid id sibi velit,
Malgaja en la kor’.   This haunting nameless pain:   That I am so sorrowful?   pro kio tia trist'?   Tristissimus cur sim,
Antikva fabelo restas   A tale of the bygone ages   A fable of old Times so terrifies,   Fabel' el antikva foro   Antiqui aevi fabellam
Por ĉiam en mia memor’.   Keeps brooding through my brain:   Leaves my heart so thoughtful.   ne lasas de mi kun persist'.   Cur saepe volverim.
 
Vespero jam ekmalheliĝas,   The faint air cools in the gloaming,   The air is cool and it darkens,   Aere fridetas, trankvilas,   Vesperascit et frigescit,
Fluadas la Rejn’ en trankvil’,   And peaceful flows the Rhine,   And calmly flows the Rhine;   malhelas jam la Rejn'.   Et Rhenus leniter it,
La supro de l’ monto lumiĝas   The thirsty summits are drinking   The summit of the mountain hearkens   La monto surpinte brilas   Cacumen montis lucescit,
En vespersuna bril’.   The sunset's flooding wine;   In evening sunshine line.   vespere en rava scen'.   Dum Phoebus occidit.
 
Belega knabino jen tronas   The loveliest maiden is sitting   The most beautiful Maiden entrances   Tre ĉarma feino sidas,   Sedet in summo montis
Kun ora juvelar’,   High-throned in yon blue air,   Above wonderfully there,   jen supre por ador';   Virgo pulcherrima,
La belan vizaĝon kronas   Her golden jewels are shining,   Her beautiful golden attire glances,   la ora ornamo ridas;   Auro nitet gemma frontis,
Mirinde la ora harar’.   She combs her golden hair;   She combs her golden hair.   ŝi kombas harojn el or'.   Se pectit auricoma.
 
Ŝi uzas kombilon el oro   She combs with comb that is golden,   With golden comb so lustrous,   Ŝi kombas per ora kombilo   Aureolo pectine pectit,
Kaj dume kantas ŝi.   And sings a weird refrain   And thereby a song sings,   kaj kantas kun pasi';   Carmen canens procul,
Mirige tuŝas al koro   That steeps in a deadly enchantment   It has a tone so wondrous,   mirigas min la elbrilo   Mirandum id habet modum
Sorĉiga la melodi’.   The listener's ravished brain:   That powerful melody rings.   kaj forto de l' melodi'.   Nec non virilem simul.
 
Kaj sopiregon eksentas   The doomed in his drifting shallop,   The shipper in the little ship   Ŝipisto ŝipeton gvidas,   In cymba navitam mille
Ŝipisto dum sia vetur’;   Is tranced with the sad sweet tone,   It effects with woe sad might;   lin kaptas ve' de ekzalt'.   Angores feri tenent,
Rifaron li ne priatentas,   He sees not the yawing breakers,   He does not see the rocky slip,   Li ja la rifojn ne vidas',   Non videt scopulos ille,
Al monto rigardas li nur.   He sees but the maid alone:   He only regards dreaded height.   li vidas nur supren sen halt'.   Ocli non si sursum vident.
 
Mi kredas, ke dronos finfine   The pitiless billwos engulf him!-   I believe the turbulent waves   Mi kredas, ke ondoj tiras   Opinor undas devorare
Ŝipisto kun sia boat’,   So perish sailor and bark;   Swallow the last shipper and boat;   la ŝipon funden de l' Rejn';   Nautam cum navicula,
Kaj tion kaŭzis feine   And this, with her baleful singing,   She with her singing craves   kaj tio de l' kant' eliras   Effecit solo canendo
La Loreleja kantad’.   Is the Lorelei's gruesome work.   All to visit her magic moat.   de Lorelaj-siren'.   Lurleia id dea.
 
Translation of the German poem "Die Lorelei"
by Heinrich Heine (*1797-12-13 -
†1856-02-17) into Esperanto by
Leopold Elb (†1912-08.04).

La traduko troviĝas sur paĝo 84 de la
lernolibro „Post la kurso“ de Wilhelm
kaj Hans Wingen, eldonita de Ludwig Pickel
en Nurembergo (Nürnberg), Germanio.
  Translation of the German poem "Die Lorelei"
by Heinrich Heine (*1797-12-13 -
†1856-02-17) into English by Mark
Twain.

A Tramp Abroad. Vol 1-2. Leibzig: Tauchnitz,
1880 Band I, Mark Twain 1880
(rf. http://www.loreley.com/loreley/marctwai.htm)
  Translation of the German poem "Die Lorelei"
by Heinrich Heine (*1797-12-13 -
†1856-02-17) into English by L. W.
Garnham.

L.W. Garnham, Bachelor of Arts, LEGENDS
OF THE RHINE;
mentioned in: A Tramp Abroad. Vol 1-2.
Leibzig: Tauchnitz, 1880 Band I, Mark
Twain 1880
  Translation of the German poem "Die Lorelei"
by Heinrich Heine (*1797-12-13 -
†1856-02-17) into Esperanto by
Hans-Georg Kaiser (Cezar, *1954-05-21).

 
  Translation of the German poem "Die Lorelei"
by Heinrich Heine (*1797-12-13 -
†1856-02-17) into Latin by N. N.
01.