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Drei Lieder für 1 Stimme mit Pianoforte , opus 6

by Siegfried Ochs (1858 - 1929)

1. Wie des Mondes Abbild zittert  [sung text not yet checked]

Wie des Mondes Abbild zittert
in den wilden Meereswogen,
und er selber still und sicher
wandelt an dem Himmelsbogen:

Also wandelst du, Geliebte,
still und sicher, und es zittert
nur dein Abbild mir im Herzen,
weil mein eignes Herz erschüttert.

Authorship:

  • by Heinrich Heine (1797 - 1856), no title, appears in Neue Gedichte, in Neuer Frühling, no. 23 [author's text checked 1 time against a primary source]

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

  • CAT Catalan (Català) (Salvador Pila) , copyright © 2021, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
  • ENG English (Emily Ezust) , "Just as the moon's reflection trembles", copyright ©
  • FRE French (Français) (Pierre Mathé) , "Comme le reflet de la lune tremble", copyright © 2011, (re)printed on this website with kind permission

Researcher for this text: Emily Ezust [Administrator]

2. Geh' ich Abends aus zum Spinnen 

Geh' ich Abends aus zum Spinnen
 . . . . . . . . . .

— The rest of this text is not
currently in the database but will be
added as soon as we obtain it. —

Authorship:

  • by Anonymous / Unidentified Author

3. Wir wollen jetzt Frieden machen  [sung text not yet checked]

Wir wollen jetzt Frieden machen,
Ihr lieben Blümelein.
Wir wollen schwatzen und lachen,
Und wollen uns wieder freun.

Du weißes Maienglöckchen,
Du Rose mit rotem Gesicht,
Du Nelke mit bunten Fleckchen,
Du blaues Vergißmeinnicht!

Kommt her, ihr Blumen, jede
Soll mir willkommen sein -
Nur mit der schlimmen Resede
Laß ich mich nicht mehr ein.

Authorship:

  • by Heinrich Heine (1797 - 1856), no title, appears in Nachgelesene Gedichte 1812-1827, no. 80 [author's text checked 1 time against a primary source]

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Researcher for this text: Emily Ezust [Administrator]
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