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Gelb rollt mir zu Füßen der brausende...

Language: German (Deutsch) after the Azerbaijani (Azərbaycan dili)

Gelb rollt mir zu Füßen der brausende Kur,
im tanzenden Wellengetriebe,
hell lächelt die Sonne, mein Herz und die Flur,
o wenn es doch immer so bliebe.

Rot funkelt im Glas der kachetische Wein,
es füllt mir das Glas meine Liebe,
und ich saug' mit dem Wein ihre Blicke ein,
o wenn es doch immer so bliebe.

Die Sonne geht unter, schon dunkelt die Nacht,
doch mein Herz, gleich dem Sterne der Liebe,
flammt im tiefsten Dunkel, in hellster Pracht,
o wenn es doch immer so bliebe.

In das schwarze Meer deiner Augen rauscht,
der reißende Strom meiner Liebe;
komm, Mädchen, es dunkelt, und niemand lauscht,
o wenn es doch immer so bliebe.


Translation(s): ENG ENG FRE

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Musical settings (art songs, Lieder, mélodies, (etc.), choral pieces, and other vocal works set to this text), listed by composer (not necessarily exhaustive)

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Other available translations, adaptations, and transliterations (if applicable):

  • ENG English [singable] (Constance Bache) (William Stigand, né Stigant) , title 1: "Gold rolls here beneath me"
  • ENG English (Sharon Krebs) , title 1: "Golden swells at my feet the rushing Kura River", copyright © 2013, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
  • FRE French (Français) (Guy Laffaille) , copyright © 2016, (re)printed on this website with kind permission


Text added to the website: 2003-11-08.
Last modified: 2014-06-16 10:01:59
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Gold rolls here beneath me

Language: English after the German (Deutsch)

Gold rolls here beneath me the Kura in might,
Foam on the waves lightly riding,
Brightly smile earth and sun, and my heart laughs light
O would this were ever abiding!

Sparkles red in glass now our Gregorian wine,
The wine from my Love's hands soft gliding.
I drink from her eyes, the light down in mine
O would this were ever abiding!

The sun now is setting, on cometh the night,
My heart, like love's stars so confiding,
Still in deepening darkness aye glistens more bright
O would this were ever abiding!







Note: from a Rubinstein score. It is unclear which of the two translators listed on the front page wrote this particular translation.
This edition did not include the fourth stanza.

Submitted by Harry Joelson

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Based on
  • a text in German (Deutsch) by Friedrich Martin von Bodenstedt (1819 - 1892), no title, appears in Die Lieder des Mirza-Schaffy, in Tiflis, no. 6 FRE GER RUS
      • This text was set to music by the following composer(s): Ingeborg Bronsart von Schellendorf, Ferdinand Oskar Eichberg, Ludwig Grünberger, Hans Huber, Emil Kauffmann, Fritz Külz, Ludwig Liebe, Carl Mahlberg, Hermann Marschall, Friedrich August Naubert, Heinrich Rietsch, Anton Grigoryevich Rubinstein. Go to the text.

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Text added to the website: 2011-06-23.
Last modified: 2014-06-16 10:04:26
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