English translations of Sechs Lieder, opus 27
by Alexander Julius Paul Dorn (1833 - 1901)
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Es fällt ein Stern herunter Aus seiner funkelnden Höh; Das ist der Stern der Liebe, Den ich dort fallen seh. Es fallen vom Apfelbaume, Der [weißen Blätter so viel]1, Es kommen die neckenden [Lüfte]2, Und treiben damit ihr Spiel. Es singt [der]3 Schwan im [Weiher]4, Und rudert auf und ab, Und immer leiser singend, Taucht er ins Flutengrab. Es ist so still und [dunkel]5! Verweht ist Blatt und Blüt', Der Stern ist knisternd zerstoben, Verklungen das Schwanenlied.
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- by Heinrich Heine (1797 - 1856), no title, appears in Buch der Lieder, in Lyrisches Intermezzo, no. 59
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View original text (without footnotes)Confirmed with Heinrich Heine, Buch der Lieder, Hoffmann und Campe, Hamburg, 1827, page 163.
1 Backer-Grøndahl, Haine: "Blüten und Blätter viel"; Cui, Gernsheim, Pfitzner: "Blüten und Blätter so viel"; Mangold: "weißen Blätter viel"; Unger: "Blätter und Blüten viel"2 Gernsheim: "Winde"
3 Unger: "ein"
4 Gernsheim: "Wasser"
5 Haine, Mangold: "so dunkel"
A star is tumbling downward From where it sparkled on high, It is the star for lovers, That falling there I spy. The apple tree has been shedding White petals abundantly Along come the breezes so teasing And toying with the debris. The swan sings in the water, And paddles o'er each wave, And singing ever softer, Dives to his watery grave. It is so dark and silent, Swept off are bloom and leaf, The star has fizzled and scattered; And faded, the swan's song, so brief.
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Du bist wie eine Blume [So hold und schön und rein;]1 Ich [schau']2 dich an, und Wehmut Schleicht mir ins Herz hinein. Mir ist, als [ob ich]3 die Hände Aufs Haupt [dir]4 legen sollt', [Betend]5, daß [Gott dich]6 erhalte [So rein und schön und hold]7.
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- by Heinrich Heine (1797 - 1856), no title, appears in Buch der Lieder, in Die Heimkehr, no. 47, first published 1825
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View original text (without footnotes)Confirmed with: Heinrich Heine’s sämtliche Werke in vier Bänden, herausgegeben von Otto F. Lachmann, Erster Band, Leipzig: Druck und Verlag von Philipp Reclam jun, [1887], page 136.
1 Ander: "So schön, so rein und hold"; Chadwick: "So schön, so hold, so rein"; Mayer: "So hold, so schön und rein"; Becker, Thuille: "So hold, so schön, so rein"; Unger: "So rein so schön und hold"2 Becker: "seh'"
3 Hinrichs: "ob"
4 Hinrichs: "ich dir"
5 Dreyschock: "und beten"
6 Liszt: "dich Gott"
7 Ander: "So hold und schön und rein"; Chadwick, Thuille: "So schön, so hold, so rein"; Mayer: "So rein, so schön und hold"; Becker: "So rein, so schön, so hold"
Thou art, as is a flower, so meek and pure and fine, I look at thee and sadness steals o'er the heart of mine. I feel that both my hands softly thy hair, thy head should seek, praying that God may preserve thee so pure and fine and meek.
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Warum sind [denn]1 die Rosen so blaß? O sprich mein Lieb warum? Warum sind denn im grünen Gras Die blauen Veilchen so stumm? Warum singt denn mit so kläglichem Laut, Die Lerche in der Luft? Warum steigt denn aus dem Balsamkraut Verwelkter Blütenduft? Warum scheint denn die Sonn' auf die Au, So kalt und verdrießlich herab? Warum ist denn die Erde so grau, Und öde wie ein Grab? Warum bin ich selbst so krank und so trüb? Mein liebes Liebchen sprich O sprich mein herzallerliebstes Lieb, Warum verließest du mich?
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- by Heinrich Heine (1797 - 1856), no title, appears in Buch der Lieder, in Lyrisches Intermezzo, no. 23
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View original text (without footnotes)Confirmed with Heinrich Heine, Buch der Lieder, Hoffmann und Campe, Hamburg, 1827, page 129.
1 Zenger: "doch"Why are the roses so pale? o speak, my love, why? Why in the green grass are the blue violets so silent? Why with such a lamenting voice does the lark sing in the sky? Why from the balsam weed does there rise the scent of wilting blossoms? Why does the sun shine down on the meadow, so coldly and morosely? Why is the earth so gray and desolate like a grave? Why am I myself so ill and dull? My lovely darling speak, O speak, my heart's most beloved love, why have you abandoned me?
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Die Lotosblume ängstigt Sich vor der Sonne Pracht Und mit gesenktem Haupte Erwartet sie träumend die Nacht. Der Mond, [der]1 ist ihr Buhle Er weckt sie mit seinem Licht, Und ihm entschleiert sie freundlich Ihr [frommes]2 Blumengesicht, Sie blüht und glüht und leuchtet Und starret stumm in die Höh'; Sie duftet und weinet und zittert Vor Liebe und Liebesweh.
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- by Heinrich Heine (1797 - 1856), no title, appears in Buch der Lieder, in Lyrisches Intermezzo, no. 10
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View original text (without footnotes)Confirmed with Heinrich Heine, Buch der Lieder, Hoffmann und Campe, Hamburg, 1827, page 119.
1 Loewe: "das"2 Franz: "holdes"
The lotus flower is anxious In the Sun's radiance, And with hanging head Waits, dreaming, for Night. The moon, who is her lover, Awakens her with his light, And for him she smilingly unveils Her innocent flower-face. She blooms and glows and gleams And gazes silently upwards; She sends forth fragrance, and weeps and trembles, With love and love's torment.
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Leise [zieht]1 durch mein Gemüth Liebliches Geläute. Klinge, kleines Frühlingslied, Kling' hinaus in's Weite. [Kling']2 hinaus bis an das Haus, Wo die [Blumen]3 sprießen. Wenn du eine Rose schaust, Sag' ich lass' sie grüßen.
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- by Heinrich Heine (1797 - 1856), no title, appears in Neue Gedichte, in Neuer Frühling, no. 6
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View original text (without footnotes)Confirmed with Neue Gedichte von Heinrich Heine, Zehnte Auflage, Hamburg, Hoffmann und Campe, 1871, page 10.
Note: modern German would change the spelling "Gemüth" to "Gemüt"
1 Quiteria: "klingt"; further changes may exist not shown above.2 Grieg: "Zieh"
3 Gade, Grieg, Urspruch, Zenger: "Veilchen"
Sweet chimes are softly filling my soul; Ring, little springtime-song Ring out: far and wide. Go forward till you reach the house, where the violets bloom; And if you see a rose, give her my greetings.
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