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Der König und die Königin, Sie stehen auf dem Throne, Da glüht der Thron wie Morgenrot, Wie steigende Sonn die Krone. Viel stolze Ritter stehn umher, Die Schwerter in den Händen, Sie können ihre Augen nicht Vom lichten Throne wenden. Ein alter, blinder Sänger steht, An seiner Harf gelehnet, Er fühlet, daß die Zeit erschien, Die er so lang ersehnet. Und plötzlich springt vom hohen Glanz Der Augen finstre Hülle. Er schaut hinauf und wird nicht satt Der Herrlichkeit und Fülle. [Er greifet in sein Saitenspiel, Das ist gar hell erklungen, Er hat in Licht und Seligkeit Sein Schwanenlied gesungen.]1
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View original text (without footnotes)1 Schumann replaces the last stanza with
Welch' Wunder enthüllt dem Auge sich, welch' gleichenloses Wunder! Im Dunkel war das Aug' gehüllt, die Sonne leuchtet wieder; Euch bring' ich, Hohe, wonn' erfüllt, den Dank der ersten Lieder! Geblendet von der neuen Pracht, wo berg' ich meine Blicke! Schliesst, Augen, euch, dass nicht die Nacht von Neuem euch umstricke. Nun das Auge geschaut die höchste Pracht, nun sing' ich mein letztes, mein schönstes Lied: Gepriesen sei der Königssohn, der selbst sich erkämpft den Herrscherthron; gepriesen sei sein hold Gemahl, das er kühn befreit aus Zaubers Qual. Und gepriesen auch, was aus ihrem Bund blühet empor, gepriesen, gepriesen sei das ganze Königshaus! Heil dem Herrscherpaar, gepriesen sei das Herrscherpaar!
Authorship:
- by Johann Ludwig Uhland (1787 - 1862), no title, appears in Der Königssohn, no. 8 [author's text checked 1 time against a primary source]
Musical settings (art songs, Lieder, mélodies, (etc.), choral pieces, and other vocal works set to this text), listed by composer (not necessarily exhaustive):
- by Ida Becker, née Naumann (d. 1897), "Ballade aus dem "Königssohn"", published 1885 [baritone or mezzo-soprano and piano], from Drei Balladen für Bariton (oder Mezzo-Sopran) mit Pianoforte, no. 3, Berlin, Bote & Bock [ sung text not yet checked against a primary source]
- by Conradin Kreutzer (1780 - 1849), "Der Königssohn III", op. 64, Heft 2 no. 12, KWV 9108 no. 12, published [1825/26] [voice and piano], from Lieder und Romanzen mit Klavierbegleitung, no. 12, Leipzig: Breitkopf & Härtel [ sung text not yet checked against a primary source]
- by Robert Schumann (1810 - 1856), "Der König und die Königin", op. 116 no. 6 (1851), published 1853 [soli, chorus and orchestra], from Der Königssohn, no. 6, Leipzig, Whistling [ sung text checked 1 time]
Available translations, adaptations or excerpts, and transliterations (if applicable):
- ENG English (Sharon Krebs) , copyright © 2015, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
- FRE French (Français) (Pierre Mathé) , copyright © 2012, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
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This text was added to the website: 2011-01-18
Line count: 20
Word count: 100
The king and the queen, They stand upon the throne, Thereupon the throne flames like the glow of morning, The crown glows like the rising sun. Many proud knights stand around them, Swords in their hands; They cannot take their eyes off The bright throne. An old, blind minstrel stands Leaning on his harp, He perceives that the time for which he Yearned for so long has come. And suddenly from the great radiance The dark covering of his eyes is rent. He looks upward and cannot get enough Of the glory and abundance. [He begins to pluck the strings of his harp, Which rang out brightly, In light and bliss he sang His swan song.] 1
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View original text (without footnotes)Translation of title "Ballade aus dem "Königssohn"" = "Ballad from "The king's son"
1 Schumann replaces the last stanza with
What a marvel is revealed to the eyes, What an unparalleled marvel! The eyes had been shrouded in darkness, Now the sun shines again; To you, lofty ones, I bring full of joy The first song of thanksgiving! Blinded by the new splendour, Where do I hide my eyes! Close, eyes, that night may not Bind you anew. Now that my eyes have seen The greatest splendour, Now I shall sing my last, My most beautiful song: Praise be to the king’s son Who won for himself the throne of a monarch; Praise be to his lovely wife, Whom he valiantly freed from the agony of an enchantment. And praise be as well to that which shall bloom from their union, Praised, praised be the entire dynasty! All hail the pair of monarchs, praise be to the pair of monarchs!
Authorship:
- Translation from German (Deutsch) to English copyright © 2015 by Sharon Krebs, (re)printed on this website with kind permission. To reprint and distribute this author's work for concert programs, CD booklets, etc., you may ask the copyright-holder(s) directly or ask us; we are authorized to grant permission on their behalf. Please provide the translator's name when contacting us.
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Based on:
- a text in German (Deutsch) by Johann Ludwig Uhland (1787 - 1862), no title, appears in Der Königssohn, no. 8
This text was added to the website: 2015-06-24
Line count: 20
Word count: 117