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Herr Olaf, es ist Mitternacht

Language: German (Deutsch)

Herr Olaf, es ist Mitternacht,
Dein Leben ist verflossen!
Du hattest eines Fürstenkinds
In freier Lust genossen.

Die Mönche murmeln das Totengebet,
Der Mann im roten Rocke
Er steht mit seinem blanken Beil
Schon vor dem schwarzen Blocke.

Herr Olaf steigt in den Hof hinab,
Da blinken viel Schwerter und Lichter.
Es lächelt des Ritters roter Mund,
Mit lächelndem Munde spricht er:

"Ich segne die Sonne, ich segne den Mond,
Und die Stern, die am Himmel schweifen.
Ich segne auch die Vögelein,
Die in den Lüften pfeifen.

Ich segne das Meer, ich segne das Land,
Und die Blumen auf der Aue.
Ich segne die Veilchen, sie sind so sanft
Wie die Augen meiner Fraue.

Ihr Veilchenaugen meiner Frau,
Durch Euch verlier ich mein Leben!
Ich segne auch den Holunderbaum,
Wo du dich mir ergeben."


Translation(s): ENG ENG FRE

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Confirmed with Heinrich Heine, Neue Gedichte, Hoffmann und Campe, 1844, page 186


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Lord Olaf III

Language: English after the German (Deutsch)

Lord Olaf, it is midnight now,
  Thy latest hour draws nigh!
For thou the daughter of a king
  Hast loved unlawfully.

The monks intone a funeral psalm,
  And see the headsman stand,
Red-coated, by the grim dark block,
  With glitt'ring axe in hand.

Now in the court, where gleaming swords
  And torches flash, his place
Lord Olaf takes; his red lips smile,
  He speaks with smiling face:

"I bless the sun, I bless the moon,
  And stars, the heavens that throng;
The merry birds, I bless them too,
  That fill the air with song.

"I bless the sea, I bless the land,
  And all the flowers I bless,
The violets most -- my wife's dear eyes
  They match for tenderness.

"Ah wife, those violet-eyes of thine!
  Though now my death they be,
I bless the elder-tree where first
  Thou gavest thyself to me."


Submitted by Sharon Krebs [Guest Editor]

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Based on
  • a text in German (Deutsch) by Heinrich Heine (1797 - 1856), no title, appears in Neue Gedichte, in Romanzen, in 10. Ritter Olaf, no. 3 FRE
      • This text was set to music by the following composer(s): Sigizmund Mikhailovich Blumenfel'd, Charles Braun, Felix Draeseke, Don Forsythe, Carl Nicola, August Ferdinand Riccius, Eugen Schmitz. Go to the text.

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Text added to the website: 2012-12-15.
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