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Nun liegt die Welt, die halbe, In Träume still versenkt, Leis zwitschernd nur die Schwalbe, Im Nest, des Gatten denkt. Nachtthau die Blumen feuchtet Die vor den Fenstern stehn, Die Straßen monderleuchtet, Drin Niemand mehr zu sehn! Der Schmerz, der Wangen bleichet, Entschlief selbst im Gemach, Die Liebe nur, die schleichet Um Liebchens Thür, ist wach. Und nur der Nachtwind gaukelt Noch um der Blumen Saum, Doch Deine Seele schaukelt Ein lichter, schöner Traum. Man sagt, daß Engel gehen Jetzt durch die Fluren lind; Schlaf sanft, auf Wiedersehen Am nächsten Morgen, Kind.
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Confirmed with Günther Walling (Carl Ulrici), Von Lenz zu Herbst. Dichtungen, Zweite vielfach veränderte Auflage, Leipzig und Berlin: Verlag von Wilhelm Friedrich, 1887, pages 17-18.
Text Authorship:
- by Günther Walling (1839 - 1896), no title, appears in Von Lenz zu Herbst: Dichtungen, in 1. Lieder, in Lieder aus Sevilla, 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 Erik Meyer-Helmund (1861 - 1932), "Schlaf' sanft", op. 53 no. 2, published 1888 [ voice and piano ], from Spanische Liebeslieder - Drei Gedichte von Günther Walling, no. 2, Hamburg, Rahter [sung text not yet checked]
Available translations, adaptations or excerpts, and transliterations (if applicable):
- ENG English (Sharon Krebs) , "Sleep softly", copyright © 2020, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
Researcher for this page: Sharon Krebs [Senior Associate Editor]
This text was added to the website: 2011-07-26
Line count: 20
Word count: 92
Now the world, half of it, lies Quietly submerged in dreams, Only the swallow in her nest, Quietly twittering, thinks of her spouse. Night-dew dampens the flowers That grow in front of the windows, On the streets, flooded with moonlight, No one is to be seen any longer! Even pain, which pales one's cheeks, Has fallen asleep in the chamber, Only love is still prowling wakefully Around the beloved's door. And only the night-wind flutters Along the margin of flowers, But your soul is rocked By a bright, beautiful dream. They say that angels now Walk gently through the meadows; Sleep softly, farewell until The coming morning, child.
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Based on:
- a text in German (Deutsch) by Günther Walling (1839 - 1896), no title, appears in Von Lenz zu Herbst: Dichtungen, in 1. Lieder, in Lieder aus Sevilla, no. 8
This text was added to the website: 2020-05-25
Line count: 20
Word count: 108