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Seven Danish Songs

Word count: 1319

Song Cycle by Frederick Delius (1862 - 1934)

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1. Silken shoes [ sung text checked 1 time]

Language: English after the Danish (Dansk)

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  • a text in Danish (Dansk) by Jens Peter Jacobsen (1847 - 1885), "Silkesko over gylden Læst" FRE GER GER GER
      • This text was set to music by the following composer(s): Frederick Delius, Carl Nielsen, Ture Rangström, Adolf Wiklund. Go to the text.

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Silken shoes upon golden lasts!
I've won a maiden fair!
The fairest maiden waits for me!
None is like her; none, on God's bright sunny earth. 
Alone she stands.
Not the sky in the south nor the snow 
in the north is more pure.
But my heaven is filled with earthly bliss 
and flames flare out of my snow.
No red, red rose of summer is redder 
than her black eyes deep.


Submitted by Peter Donderwinkel

1. Seidenschuhe [ sung text checked 1 time]

Language: German (Deutsch) after the Danish (Dansk)

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  • a text in Danish (Dansk) by Jens Peter Jacobsen (1847 - 1885), "Silkesko over gylden Læst" ENG FRE
      • This text was set to music by the following composer(s): Frederick Delius, Carl Nielsen, Ture Rangström, Adolf Wiklund. Go to the text.

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Seidenschuhe mit Sohlen von Gold!
Mir ist eine Jungfrau hold!
Die schönste Jungfrau harret mein!
Keine ist wie sie auf Gottes schöner Welt, 
keine Einzige, nein.
Wie im Süden der Himmel, 
im Norden der Schnee ist sie rein.
Doch irdisches Glück ist in meinem Himmel, 
Flammen entsprühn meinem Schnee.
Keine Sommerrose ist röter 
als schwarz ihr Augenpaar.


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1. Silkesko over gylden Læst [ sung text checked 1 time]

Language: Danish (Dansk)

Translation(s): ENG FRE GER GER GER

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  • FRE French (Français) (Pierre Mathé) , "Soulier de soie sur forme d'or", copyright © 2011, (re)printed on this website with kind permission


Silkesko over gylden Læst!
Jeg har mig en Jomfru fæst'!
Jeg har mig en dejlig Jomfru fæst'!
Ingen er som hun paa Guds sollyse Jord,
Ikke en eneste en.
Som Himlen i Syd og som Sneen i Nord
Er hun ren.
Men der er Jorderigs Fryd i min Himmel,
Og Flammer der staar af min Sne.
Ingen Sommers Rose er rødere,
End hendes Øje er sort . . .


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2. Irmelin Rose [ sung text checked 1 time]

Language: English after the Danish (Dansk)

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  • a text in Danish (Dansk) by Jens Peter Jacobsen (1847 - 1885), "Irmelin Rose" FRE GER GER
      • This text was set to music by the following composer(s): Frederick Delius, Catharinus Elling, Carl Nielsen, Wilhelm Peterson-Berger, Ethel Florence Lindesay Robertson, née Richardson, as Henry Handel Richardson, Wilhelm Eugen Stenhammar. Go to the text.

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There was a King in days of old,
many treasures rare he owned;
he knew his daughter Irmelin
of all to be the rarest one,
Irmelin rose, 
Irmelin sun,
Irmelin loveliest of all!

Her bright image was reflected 
in the helmets of all the knights,
and with ev'ry rhyme and rhythm 
her fair name had been entwined:
Irmelin rose, 
Irmelin sun,
Irmelin loveliest of all!

Knights by hundreds, noble wooers 
thronged the castle of the King,
wooed the maid with tender bearing 
and with sweet and flowered words:
Irmelin rose, 
Irmelin sun,
Irmelin loveliest of all!

But the Princess would not listen, 
cold her heart was, cold as steel,
of some she mocked the clumsy bearing 
and laughed at others' ugly forms.
Irmelin rose, 
Irmelin sun,
Irmelin loveliest of all!


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2. Irmelin Rose [ sung text checked 1 time]

Language: German (Deutsch) after the Danish (Dansk)

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  • a text in Danish (Dansk) by Jens Peter Jacobsen (1847 - 1885), "Irmelin Rose" ENG ENG FRE
      • This text was set to music by the following composer(s): Frederick Delius, Catharinus Elling, Carl Nielsen, Wilhelm Peterson-Berger, Ethel Florence Lindesay Robertson, née Richardson, as Henry Handel Richardson, Wilhelm Eugen Stenhammar. Go to the text.

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Hört, es war einmal ein König,
mancher Schatz gehörte ihm,
doch der Schätze allerbester
war die schöne Irmelin,
Irmelin Rose, 
Irmelin hold,
Irmelin, Herrlichste von Allen!

Alle Ritterhelme trugen 
ihrer Farben muntre Pracht,
und in vielen tausend Liedern 
ward ihr Name angebracht:
Irmelin Rose, 
Irmelin hold,
Irmelin, Herrlichste von Allen!

Grosse Freierscharen zogen hin 
bis zu des Königs Schloss,
nahten ihr mit zarten Wesen 
und mit blumengleichem Wort:
Irmelin Rose, 
Irmelin hold,
Irmelin, Herrlichste von Allen!

Die Prinzessin trieb sie von sich, 
denn ihr Herz war kalt wie Stahl,
sie tadelte der Einen Haltung 
und höhnte And'rer Liebesqual.
Irmelin Rose, 
Irmelin hold,
Irmelin, Herrlichste von Allen!


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2. Irmelin Rose [ sung text checked 1 time]

Language: Danish (Dansk)

Translation(s): ENG ENG FRE GER GER

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  • ENG English [singable] (Aretta Werrenrath) , "Irmelin Rose"
  • FRE French (Français) (Guy Laffaille) , "Irmelin la rose", copyright © 2010, (re)printed on this website with kind permission


Se, der var en Gang en Konge,
Mangen Skat han kaldte sin,
Navnet paa den allerbedste
Vidste hver var Irmelin,
Irmelin Rose,
Irmelin Sol,
Irmelin Alt, hvad der var dejligt.

Alle Ridderhjelme spejled
Hendes Farvers muntre Pragt,
Og med alle Rim og Rythmer
Havde Navnet sluttet Pagt:
Irmelin Rose,
Irmelin Sol,
Irmelin Alt, hvad der var dejligt.

Hele store Bejlerflokke
Der til Kongens Gaarde foer,
Bejlede med ømme Lader
Og med blomsterfagre Ord:
Irmelin Rose,
Irmelin Sol,
Irmelin Alt, hvad der er dejligt!

Men Prindsessen jog dem fra sig
(Hjertet var saa koldt som Staal),
Lastede den Enes Holdning,
Vrænged ad den Andens Maal.
Irmelin Rose,
Irmelin Sol,
Irmelin Alt, hvad der er dejligt !


Modernized spelling (from the Elling score):
Se der var en gang en konge, 
mangen skatt han kalte sin,
navnet på den allerbeste visste hver var Irmelin,
Irmelin Rose, Irmelin Sol, 
Irmelin alt, hva der var deilig.

Alle ridderhjelme speilet 
hennes farvers muntre pragt,
og med alle rim og rytmer 
hadde navnet sluttet pakt:
Irmelin Rose, Irmelin Sol, 
Irmelin alt, hva der var deilig.

Hele store beilerflokke 
der til kongens gårde for,
beilede med ømme lader 
og med blomsterfagre ord:
Irmelin Rose, Irmelin Sol, 
Irmelin alt, hva der er deilig. 

Men prinsessen jog dem fra seg
(hjertet var så koldt som stål),
lastede den enes holdning, 
vrenget ad den andens mål.
Irmelin Rose, Irmelin Sol, 
Irmelin alt, hva der er deilig.

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3. Lyse Nætter [ sung text not yet checked against a primary source]

Language: Danish (Dansk)

Translation(s): ENG FRE GER

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  • FRE French (Français) (Pierre Mathé) , "Nuits claires", copyright © 2013, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
  • GER German (Deutsch) [singable] (Bertram Kottmann) , "Weiße Nächte", copyright © 2014, (re)printed on this website with kind permission


Paa Stranden skælver ej det mindste Blad;
Her ruller Søen sølvblank ud sit Bad,
Og Solnedgangen lejrer sig derover.
I Himlen smeltes ind de bløde Vover,
Du skuer mod uendelige Sletter
Af Barndomsminder uden mørke Pletter,
Vemodig glad: -
De lyse- Nætter, ak de lyse Nætter!


Confirmed with Drachmann, Holger, Samlede Petiske Skrifter - Folkeudgave - Fjerde bind, Gyldendalske Boghandel Nordisk Forlag, Kjøbenhavn og Kristiania, 1907.


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4. In the Seraglio Garden [ sung text checked 1 time]

Language: English after the Danish (Dansk)

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With perfume heavily laden the roses 
droop their heads,
the pine trees are swaying so silently 
in drowsy air;
and silvery fountains are playing 
so dreamily!
The minarets raise towards heav'n 
in faith their turkisch towers.
The crescent moon glides on her lonely way 
o'er the dark blue sky,
and she kisses clusters of lily and rose 
and other flowers too,
and other flowers too, 
in the seraglio garden!


Submitted by Peter Donderwinkel

4. Im Garten des Serails [ sung text not yet checked against a primary source]

Language: German (Deutsch) after the Danish (Dansk)

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Based on
  • a text in Danish (Dansk) by Jens Peter Jacobsen (1847 - 1885), "I Seraillets Have" ENG FRE SWE
      • This text was set to music by the following composer(s): Frederick Delius, Carl Nielsen, Christian Sinding, Wilhelm Eugen Stenhammar. Go to the text.

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Die Rosen senken die Köpfchen schwer 
von Tau und Duft,
die Pinien schwanken so still und matt 
in schwüler Luft
der Springbrunnen Silber langsam spielt 
in träger Ruh'!
Minarette streben deierlich dem Himmel zu.
Auf tiefem Blau zieht der Halbmond hin 
mit sanftem Schein,
und er küsst der Rosen und Lilien Heer und alle 
die Blumen klein,
und alle die Blumen klein 
in des Serails Garten!


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4. I Seraillets Have [ sung text checked 1 time]

Language: Danish (Dansk)

Translation(s): ENG FRE GER GER GER GER GER SWE

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  • FRE French (Français) (Pierre Mathé) , copyright © 2011, (re)printed on this website with kind permission


Rosen sænker sit Hoved, tungt
Af Dug og Duft,
Og Pinjerne svaje saa tyst og mat
i lumre Luft.
Kilderne vælte det tunge Sølv
I døsig Ro,
Minareterne pege mod Himlen op
I Tyrketro,
Og Halvmaanen driver saa jævnt afsted
Over det jævne Blaa,
Og den kysser Rosers og Liljers Flok,
Alle de Blomster smaa
I Seraillets Have,
I Seraillets Have.


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5. Wine roses [ sung text checked 1 time]

Language: English after the Danish (Dansk)

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  • a text in Danish (Dansk) by Jens Peter Jacobsen (1847 - 1885), "Løft de klingre Glaspokaler", written 1874?
      • This text was set to music by the following composer(s): Frederick Delius, Algot Haquinius, Ture Rangström. Go to the text.

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Lift on high and clink the glasses 
Look how bright the Burgundy flashes 
Like a ruby deepest red.

A faded day,
A time gone by
Comes back again to my memory.

Now twilight is falling,
The earth has wended away 
From the sun’s warming rays 
Roses wild on the great highway, 
Wine roses, wine roses!

Roses wild on the great highway,
Where is our glowing summer night’s dream? 
Gone as a strain of music goes?
Wine roses, wine roses!


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5. Løft de klingre Glaspokaler [ sung text checked 1 time]

Language: Danish (Dansk)

Translation(s): ENG

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Løft de klingre Glaspokaler,
Som Burgunder-Bølger maler
Røde som en mørk Rubin.

  En svunden Dag
  En svunden Tid
  Vaagner igen i mit Minde.

Nu Dæmringen kvælder,
Og Jorden har vendt
Sig bort ifra Sollysets Strømme.
  Vilde Rose ved Alfarvej,
  Vinrose, Vinrose!

Vilde Rose ved Alfarvej,
Hvor er vor lyse Sommernats Drøm?
Svunden som Tonernes flygtige Strøm?
  Vinrose, Vinrose!


Confirmed with Samlede skrifter af J. P. Jacobsen, Første Bind, Kjøbenhavn (Copenhagen), Gyldendalske Boghandels Forlag (F. Hegel & Søn), 1888, page 343.

This may be Haquinius's text (to be verified):
Løft de klingre Glaspokaler,
Som Burgunder-Bølger maler
Røde som den sorte Nat.

Fat
Eders Bægre og rejs jer brat
I Rid're af Livets bugnende Bord,
Rid're af den runde Jord!

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6. Through long, long years [ sung text checked 1 time]

Language: English after the Danish (Dansk)

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  • a text in Danish (Dansk) by Jens Peter Jacobsen (1847 - 1885), "Det bødes der for" FRE GER GER
      • This text was set to music by the following composer(s): Frederick Delius, Carl Nielsen, Ture Rangström, Christian Sinding. Go to the text.

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Through long, long years we must atone, 
For what was a trifling pleasure;
And what we dismiss with a careless smile, 
We cannot recall by long weeping,
For sorrows grow and hot tears flow from red roses.




















From the Delius score.

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6. Det bødes der for [ sung text checked 1 time]

Language: Danish (Dansk)

Translation(s): ENG FRE GER GER

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  • FRE French (Français) (Pierre Mathé) , "Il faudra expier pendant une longue année", copyright © 2011, (re)printed on this website with kind permission


Det bødes der for i lange Aar,
Som kun var en stakket Glæde;
Det smiler man frem [i]1 flygtig Stund,
Man [bort kan i Aar ej]2 græde.
Der rinder Sorg, rinder Harm af Roser røde.

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1 Nielsen: "i en"
2 Nielsen: "i aar ej bort kan"

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7. Let springtime come [ sung text checked 1 time]

Language: English after the Danish (Dansk)

Translation(s): GER

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  • a text in Danish (Dansk) by Jens Peter Jacobsen (1847 - 1885) FRE GER
      • This text was set to music by the following composer(s): Frederick Delius, Ture Rangström, Ethel Florence Lindesay Robertson, née Richardson, as Henry Handel Richardson. Go to the text.

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Let springtime come then, when it will,
with verdure greenest,
with flutelike song
of myriad birds,
when all that blossoms
and all that is freshest, loveliest, fairest
waves and flutters away 
over meadows, away over fields,
budding in gardens and hiding in woodlands,
shedding its fragrance on waters and waves.
Yet not for me! 
My heart is neither leaf nor blossom
and springtime cannot bring me joy:
I must await my own spring. 
When? When?


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7. Den Lenz lass kommen [ sung text checked 1 time]

Language: German (Deutsch) after the English

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Based on
  • a text in Danish (Dansk) by Jens Peter Jacobsen (1847 - 1885) FRE GER
      • This text was set to music by the following composer(s): Frederick Delius, Ture Rangström, Ethel Florence Lindesay Robertson, née Richardson, as Henry Handel Richardson. Go to the text.

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Den Lenz laß kommen, wann er will,
mit Grün, das grünet, 
mit tausend Vögleins
Flötenspiel, 
da Blumen blühen und Alles auf Erden
in buntester Schönheit wehet und flattert
dahin über Wiesen, dahin über Felder,
knospend in Gärten, 
verborgen in Wäldern,
Düfte ergießend auf Hügel und Wellen.
Was gilt das mir? 
Mein Herz ist weder Blatt, noch Blume, 
das Frühlings Lust mach mich nicht froh:
Einst wird mein eigner Lenz blühn. 
Wann? Wann?


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7. Lad Vaaren komme [ sung text not yet checked against a primary source]

Language: Danish (Dansk)

Translation(s): ENG FRE GER

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  • FRE French (Français) (Pierre Mathé) , "Laisse venir le printemps lorsqu'il veut", copyright © 2011, (re)printed on this website with kind permission


Lad Vaaren komme, mens den vil,
Med Grønt, der grønnes,
Med tusend Fugles Fløjtespil,
Mens Blomster blomstre
Og Alt det Skjønnes
Fagreste Fagre
Kommer at flagre
Ud ove Enge og ud over Agre,
Vælder i Haver og skjules i Skove,
Vælter sin Duft over Vang, og Vove.
Hvad gjør de mig?
Mit Hjerte er ej Blomst, ej Blad,
Og Vaaren gjør det ikke glad:
Det har sin egen, sære Vaar,
Naar?


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