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Seven early songs
Translations © by Emily Ezust
Song Cycle by Alban Maria Johannes Berg (1885 - 1935)
View original-language texts alone: Sieben frühe Lieder
Dämmern Wolken über Nacht und Thal, Nebel schweben. Wasser rauschen sacht. Nun entschleiert sich's mit einem Mal: O gieb acht! gieb acht! Weites Wunderland ist aufgethan, Silbern ragen Berge traumhaft gross, Stille Pfade silberlicht thalan Aus verborg'nem Schoss. Und die hehre Welt so traumhaft rein. Stummer Buchenbaum am Wege steht Schattenschwarz -- ein Hauch vom fernen Hain Einsam leise [geht]1. Und aus tiefen Grundes Düsterheit Blinken Lichter auf in [stumme]2 Nacht. Trinke Seele! trinke Einsamkeit! O gieb acht! gieb acht!
Authorship:
- by Carl (Ferdinand Max) Hauptmann (1858 - 1921), no title, appears in Aus meinem Tagebuch, first published 1900
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- CAT Catalan (Català) (Salvador Pila) , "Nit", copyright © 2011, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
- ENG English (Emily Ezust) , "Night", copyright ©
- FRE French (Français) (Guy Laffaille) , "Nuit", copyright © 2015, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
- ITA Italian (Italiano) (Ferdinando Albeggiani) , "Notte", copyright © 2010, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
- POR Portuguese (Português) (Elke Beatriz Riedel) , "Noite", copyright © 2011, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
Confirmed with Carl Hauptmann Aus meinem Tagebuch, Berlin: S. Fischer Verlag, 1900, page 213.
1 Berg: "weht"2 Berg: "stummer"
Researcher for this page: Sharon Krebs [Guest Editor]
The clouds embrown the night and valley; the mists float above, the water rushing gently. Now all at once they unveil themselves: o listen! pay heed! A broad land of wonder has opened up. Silver mountains rise up, fantastically huge, quiet paths lit with silver [lead] toward the valley from [some] hidden place; and the noble world is so dreamily pure. A mute beech stands by the path, black with shadows; a breeze from a distant, lonely grove wafts gently by. And from the deep darkness of the valley flash lights in the silent night. Drink, my soul! Drink in this solitude! O listen! pay heed!
Authorship:
- Translation from German (Deutsch) to English copyright © by Emily Ezust
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- a text in German (Deutsch) by Carl (Ferdinand Max) Hauptmann (1858 - 1921), no title, appears in Aus meinem Tagebuch, first published 1900
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Line count: 16
Word count: 106
Auf geheimem Waldespfade Schleich' ich gern im Abendschein An das öde Schilfgestade, Mädchen, und gedenke dein! Wenn sich dann der Busch verdüstert, Rauscht das Rohr geheimnisvoll, Und es klaget und es flüstert, Daß ich weinen, weinen soll. Und ich mein', ich höre wehen Leise deiner Stimme Klang, Und im Weiher untergehen Deinen lieblichen Gesang.
Authorship:
- by Nikolaus Lenau (1802 - 1850), no title, appears in Gedichte, in 1. Erstes Buch, in Sehnsucht, in Schilflieder, no. 3
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- CAT Catalan (Català) (Salvador Pila) , "Cançó del canyís", copyright © 2011, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
- ENG English (Emily Ezust) , no title, copyright ©
- ENG English [singable] (Louisa Loring Dresel)
- ENG English [singable] (Walter A. Aue) , "Hidden trails through forest's secrets", copyright © 2008, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
- ENG English [singable] (Robert Schall) , copyright © 2018, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
- FIN Finnish (Suomi) (Erkki Pullinen) , copyright © 2010, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
- FRE French (Français) (Guy Laffaille) , copyright © 2015, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
- ITA Italian (Italiano) (Ferdinando Albeggiani) , "Canto del canneto", copyright © 2010, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
- POR Portuguese (Português) (Elke Beatriz Riedel) , "A Canção dos Juncos", copyright © 2011, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
Along a secret forest path I like to creep in the evening light; I go to the desolate, reedy banks, and think, my maiden, of you! As the bushes grow dark, the reeds hiss mysteriously, and lament and whisper, and thus I have to weep and weep. And I think that I hear wafting the gentle sound of your voice, and down into the pond sinks your lovely song.
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- Translation from German (Deutsch) to English copyright © by Emily Ezust
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- a text in German (Deutsch) by Nikolaus Lenau (1802 - 1850), no title, appears in Gedichte, in 1. Erstes Buch, in Sehnsucht, in Schilflieder, no. 3
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Translation of title "Schilflied" = "Reed song"This text was added to the website between May 1995 and September 2003.
Line count: 12
Word count: 69
[Das]1 macht, es hat die Nachtigall Die ganze [Nacht]2 gesungen; Da sind von ihrem süssen Schall, Da sind in Hall und Widerhall Die [Rosen]3 aufgesprungen. Sie war doch sonst ein wildes [Kind]4, [Nun]5 geht sie [tief]6 in Sinnen, Trägt in der Hand den Sommerhut Und duldet [still]7 der Sonne Glut Und weiß nicht, was beginnen. Das macht, es hat die Nachtigall Die ganze Nacht gesungen; Da sind von ihrem süssen Schall, Da sind in Hall und Widerhall Die [Rosen]3 aufgesprungen.
Authorship:
- by Theodor Storm (1817 - 1888), "Die Nachtigall"
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- CAT Catalan (Català) (Salvador Pila) , "El rossinyol", copyright © 2011, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
- ENG English (Emily Ezust) , no title, copyright ©
- ENG English (Elisabeth Siekhaus) , "The nightingale", copyright © 2008, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
- FIN Finnish (Suomi) (Erkki Pullinen) , copyright © 2010, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
- FRE French (Français) (Guy Laffaille) , copyright © 2015, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
- ITA Italian (Italiano) (Ferdinando Albeggiani) , "L'usignolo", copyright © 2010, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
- POR Portuguese (Português) (Elke Beatriz Riedel) , "O rouxinol", copyright © 2011, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
- SPA Spanish (Español) (Lourdes Leon) , copyright © 2023, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
1 Watkinson: "Es"; further changes may exist not noted above.
2 Hasse: "Tag" (from Hofmeister); further changes may exist not noted above.
3 Greger: "Knospen"
4 Berg: "Blut"
5 Wolff: "Jetzt"
6 Greger: "still"
7 Wolff: "stumm"
Research team for this page: Emily Ezust [Administrator] , Johann Winkler
It happened because the nightingale sang the whole night long; from her sweet call, from the echo and re-echo, roses have sprung up. She was but recently a wild blossom, and now she walks, deep in thought; she carries her summer hat in her hand, enduring quietly the heat of the sun, knowing not what to begin. It happened because the nightingale sang the whole night long; from her sweet call, from the echo and re-echo, roses have sprung up.
Authorship:
- Translation from German (Deutsch) to English copyright © by Emily Ezust
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Based on:
- a text in German (Deutsch) by Theodor Storm (1817 - 1888), "Die Nachtigall"
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Translation of title "Die Nachtigall" = "The nightingale"This text was added to the website between May 1995 and September 2003.
Line count: 15
Word count: 80
Das war der Tag der weißen Chrysanthemen, -- mir bangte fast vor seiner Pracht... Und dann, dann kamst du mir die Seele nehmen tief in der Nacht. Mir war so bang, und du kamst lieb und leise, -- ich hatte grad im Traum an dich gedacht. Du kamst, und leis wie eine Märchenweise erklang die Nacht....
Authorship:
- by Rainer Maria Rilke (1875 - 1926), no title, appears in Traumgekrönt, in Lieben, no. 2
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- CAT Catalan (Català) (Salvador Pila) , "Coronat de somnis", copyright © 2011, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
- ENG English (Emily Ezust) , "Crowned by a dream", copyright ©
- FRE French (Français) (Guy Laffaille) , copyright © 2015, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
- ITA Italian (Italiano) (Ferdinando Albeggiani) , "Coronamento del sogno", copyright © 2006, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
- POR Portuguese (Português) (Elke Beatriz Riedel) , "Coroado em sonhos", copyright © 2011, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
Confirmed with Erste Gedichte von Rainer Maria Rilke, Leipzig, Im Insel-Verlag, 1913.
Note: some lines of this poem were used in Zanettovich's Lied (mond - nacht - liebes - traum - lied)
Researcher for this text: Emily Ezust [Administrator]
That was the day of white chrysanthemums; I almost trembled before its glory... And then, then you came to me to take my soul Deep in the night. I felt so anxious, and you came so lovingly and gently; I had just been thinking about you in a dream. You came, and softly, like a fairy tale, the night resounded.
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- Translation from German (Deutsch) to English copyright © by Emily Ezust
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- a text in German (Deutsch) by Rainer Maria Rilke (1875 - 1926), no title, appears in Traumgekrönt, in Lieben, no. 2
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Line count: 8
Word count: 60
Herbstsonnenschein. Der liebe Abend blickt so still herein. Ein Feuerlein rot Knistert im Ofenloch und loht. So, mein Kopf auf deinen Knie'n, So ist mir gut. Wenn mein Auge so in deinem ruht, Wie leise die Minuten zieh'n.
Authorship:
- by Johannes Schlaf (1862 - 1941), first published <<1902
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- CAT Catalan (Català) (Salvador Pila) , "A la cambra", copyright © 2011, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
- ENG English (Emily Ezust) , "In the chamber", copyright ©
- FRE French (Français) (Guy Laffaille) , "Dans la chambre", copyright © 2015, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
- ITA Italian (Italiano) (Ferdinando Albeggiani) , "Nella stanza", copyright © 2010, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
- POR Portuguese (Português) (Elke Beatriz Riedel) , "No quarto", copyright © 2011, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
Autumn sunlight. The lovely evening peers so quietly in. A little red fire crackles in the stove and flares up. And with my head upon your knee, I am contented. When my eyes rest in yours, how gently do the minutes pass!
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- Translation from German (Deutsch) to English copyright © by Emily Ezust
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Word count: 42
Im Arm der Liebe schliefen wir selig ein, Am offnen Fenster lauschte der Sommerwind, Und unsrer Atemzüge Frieden Trug er hinaus in die helle Mondnacht. -- Und aus dem Garten tastete zagend sich Ein Rosenduft an unserer Liebe Bett Und gab uns wundervolle Träume, Träume des Rausches -- so reich an Sehnsucht!
Authorship:
- by Otto Erich Hartleben (1864 - 1905), no title, appears in Meine Verse 1883-1904
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- CAT Catalan (Català) (Salvador Pila) , "Oda d'amor", copyright © 2011, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
- ENG English (Emily Ezust) , no title, copyright ©
- ENG English [singable] (Vally Weigl, née Pick) (Lydia Perera) , "Ode of Love"
- ENG English [singable] (M. W. Pursey) , "Blissful night"
- FIN Finnish (Suomi) (Erkki Pullinen) , "Oodi rakkaudelle", copyright © 2009, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
- FRE French (Français) (Guy Laffaille) , copyright © 2015, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
- ITA Italian (Italiano) (Ferdinando Albeggiani) , "Ode d'amore", copyright © 2010, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
- POR Portuguese (Português) (Elke Beatriz Riedel) , "Ode ao Amor", copyright © 2011, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
In the arms of love we fell blissfully asleep; at the open window the summer wind listened and carried the peacefulness of our breath out into the bright, moonlit night. And out of the garden, feeling its way randomly, the scent of roses came to our bed of love and gave us wonderful dreams, dreams of intoxication, rich with yearning.
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- Translation from German (Deutsch) to English copyright © by Emily Ezust
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- a text in German (Deutsch) by Otto Erich Hartleben (1864 - 1905), no title, appears in Meine Verse 1883-1904
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Translation of title "Liebesode" = "Love ode"This text was added to the website between May 1995 and September 2003.
Line count: 8
Word count: 60
Nun ziehen Tage über die Welt, Gesandt aus blauer Ewigkeit, Im Sommerwind verweht die Zeit. Nun windet nächtens der Herr Sternenkränze mit seliger Hand Über Wander- und Wunderland. O Herz, was kann in diesen Tagen Dein hellstes Wanderlied denn sagen Von deiner tiefen, tiefen Lust: Im Wiesensang verstummt die Brust, Nun schweigt das Wort, wo Bild um Bild Zu dir zieht und dich ganz erfüllt.
Authorship:
- by Paul Hohenberg (1885 - 1956)
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- CAT Catalan (Català) (Salvador Pila) , "Dies d'estiu", copyright © 2011, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
- ENG English (Emily Ezust) , "Summer days", copyright ©
- FRE French (Français) (Guy Laffaille) , "Jours d'été", copyright © 2015, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
- ITA Italian (Italiano) (Ferdinando Albeggiani) , "Giornate estive", copyright © 2010, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
- POR Portuguese (Português) (Elke Beatriz Riedel) , "Dias de Verão", copyright © 2011, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
Now the days drag through the world, sent forth from blue eternity; time dissipates in the summer wind. Now at night the Lord weaves with blessed hand wreaths of stars above the wandering wonderland. In these days, o my heart, what can your brightest wanderer's song then say about your deep, deep pleasure? In meadowsong the heart falls silent; now there are no words, and image upon image visits you and fills you entirely.
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- Translation from German (Deutsch) to English copyright © by Emily Ezust
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Based on:
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This text was added to the website between May 1995 and September 2003.
Line count: 12
Word count: 74