Dietrich Fischer-Dieskau sings Auf der Donau

[@simonkawasaki4229]

Translation by Richard Wigmore The boat glides on the mirror of the waves; old castles soar heavenwards, pine forests stir like ghosts, and our hearts grow faint within our breasts. For the works of man all perish; where now is the tower, the gate, the rampart? Where are the mighty themselves, in their bronze armour, who stormed forth to battle and the chase? Mournful brushwood grows rampant while the power of pious myth fades. And in our little boat we grow afraid; waves, like time, threaten doom.

[@jancedricmicheler6122]

Braaavoo maestro Diskau

[@dorje1975]

Yes, An die Musik (2 CD & DVD Limited Edition).

[@CrystalFlames]

If I'm not mistaken, I'm pretty sure this is actually Auf der Donau.

[@klaus195]

OK I have it found on amazon thanks

[@alessandrabh9447]

What's with the dislikes?

[@schubertuk]

Not everybody is enlightened.

[@klaus195]

where is this available- can you post the exact destcription ?

[@dorje1975]

Seek on amazon. Sorry, I can not place link here.

[@hansgraupp1818]

Schöner kann dieses Lied nicht dargeboten werden.