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Wenn der Sterne goldner Schimmer Und des Mondes Silberlicht Sich mit zitterndem Geflimmer Auf den klaren Fluthen bricht. Wenn die linden Frühlingslüfte Kosen mit dem Blüthenstrauch, Und uns seine Balsamdüfte Dann umweh'n wie Liebeshauch! Tausend goldne Würmchen gaukeln Durch die Luft wie Feenreigen, Bunte Schmetterlinge schaukeln Sich auf duft'gen Rosenzweigen. Wenn die sanfte Philomele Singt von Liebesschmerz und Glück, Und dann Echo's [weiche]1 Kehle Haucht das süße Lied zurück! Hoch entzückt scheint noch zu lauschen Die entschlummerte Natur Und des Silberbaches Rauschen Stört die heil'ge Stille [nur]2-- Alle Wesen die da leben, Sich ergeh'n mit froher Lust[,] Aber schwere Seufzer heben Immer doch die wunde Brust! Lieder, Düfte, [Sterne]3 Schimmer Bringt der junge Lenz zurück, Armes Herz[,] bringt er denn nimmer Dir auch das verlor'ne Glück[?]
1 Lang (error in both versions): "weicher"
2 Lang (error in V2): "uns"
2 Lang (V1): "Sternen"
Text Authorship:
- by Anonymous / Unidentified Author [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- by Josephine Lang (1815 - 1880), "Lied", 1835 [ voice and piano ], unpublished [sung text checked 1 time]
Available translations, adaptations or excerpts, and transliterations (if applicable):
- ENG English (Sharon Krebs) , "Song", copyright © 2023, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
Researcher for this page: Sharon Krebs [Senior Associate Editor]
This text was added to the website: 2023-03-12
Line count: 28
Word count: 129
When the golden shimmer of the stars And the silver light of the moon Breaks forth from the clear floodwaters With a trembling flickering. When the gentle springtime breezes Dally with the blossoming bush, And its balsam scents Then waft about us like the breath of love! A thousand golden fireflies flutter Through the air like a fairy dance, Colourful butterflies rock Themselves upon scented rose branches. And the gentle nightingale Sings of the pain and joy of love, And then Echo's soft throat Breathes back the sweet song! Nature, sunken into slumber, Still seems to be listening, greatly enraptured, And only the surging of the silvery brook Disturbs the holy stillness -- All creatures that live Indulge themselves with happy joy[,] But deep sighs nevertheless Always lift my wounded breast! Songs, scents, star-shimmer Are all brought back by the young springtime, Poor heart, does it then never Bring you your lost happiness, as well[?]
Note: The obvious errors in Lang's manuscripts were not translated.
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- a text in German (Deutsch) by Anonymous/Unidentified Artist
This text was added to the website: 2023-03-12
Line count: 28
Word count: 154