Evening Magic | The lake is dreaming between rocks, the grove is gently whispering

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by Heinrich Wallmann (1827 - 1898), as Heinrich von der Mattig

Translation © by David Arkell

Abendzauber

Language: German (Deutsch)

Our translations: ENG

Der See träumt zwischen Felsen, es flüstert sanft der Hain,
Den Bergeshang beleuchtet des Mondes Silberschein.
Und aus dem Waldesdunkel hallt Nachtigallensang,
Und von dem See weh'n Lieder mit zauberhaftem Klang.

Ich saß am Seegestade vertieft im süßen Traum,
Da träumte ich zu schweben empor zum Himmelsraum.
Wer könnte je vergessen den wonnevollen Ort,
Noch tief im Herzen klingen die Zaubertöne fort.

Text Authorship:

by Heinrich Wallmann (1827 - 1898), as Heinrich von der Mattig [author's text not yet checked 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 (Joseph) Anton Bruckner (1824 - 1896), "Abendzauber" [ tenor, male voices, horns ] [sung text checked 1 time]

Available translations, adaptations or excerpts, and transliterations (if applicable):

ENG English (David Arkell) , "Evening Magic", copyright © 2020, (re)printed on this website with kind permission

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Word count: 62

Evening Magic

Language: English after the German (Deutsch)

The lake is dreaming between rocks, the grove is gently whispering,
The silvery glow of the moon illumines the mountain slope.
And the song of the nightingale echoes from the dark forest,
And songs are wafting from the lake sounding magical.

I sat on the lake shore in the depths of sweet dream,
There I dreamt of soaring up to the heavenly realm.
Who could ever forget the blissful place,
The enchanting tones still sounding deep in my heart.

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a text in German (Deutsch) by Heinrich Wallmann (1827 - 1898), as Heinrich von der Mattig
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This text was added to the website: 2020-05-23
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Word count: 79