English translations of 6 Lieder für mittlere Stimme und Klavier, opus 132

by Hans Fleischer (1896 - 1981)

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1. Ein kleines Lied  [sung text not yet checked]
by Hans Fleischer (1896 - 1981), "Ein kleines Lied", op. 132 (6 Lieder für mittlere Stimme und Klavier) no. 1 (1946) [ medium voice and piano ]
Language: German (Deutsch) 
  Ein kleines Lied, wie geht's nur an,
Daß man so lieb es haben kann,
Was liegt darin? erzähle!

  Es liegt darin ein wenig Klang,
Ein wenig Wohllaut und Gesang
Und eine ganze Seele.

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Confirmed with Marie von Ebner-Eschenbach Gesammelte Schriften , Erster Band, Aphorismen. Parabeln, Märchen und Gedichte, Berlin: Verlag von Gebrüder Paetel, 1893, p. 185.


by Marie von Ebner-Eschenbach (1830 - 1916)
1. A little song
Language: English 
A little song, how does it take shape,
that one can love it so well?
Of what is it made? Say!

It is made of some sound,
some pleasing sound and singing
and all of the feeling of one's soul.

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  • by Gary Bachlund (b. 1947), "A little song", copyright © 2009, (re)printed on this website with kind permission

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2. Leise zieht durch mein Gemüt  [sung text not yet checked]
by Hans Fleischer (1896 - 1981), "Leise zieht durch mein Gemüt", op. 132 (6 Lieder für mittlere Stimme und Klavier) no. 2 (1946) [ medium voice and piano ]
Language: German (Deutsch) 
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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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"

by Heinrich Heine (1797 - 1856)
2. Sweet chimes are softly filling my soul
Language: English 
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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3. Nacht liegt auf den fremden Wegen  [sung text not yet checked]
by Hans Fleischer (1896 - 1981), "Nacht liegt auf den fremden Wegen", op. 132 (6 Lieder für mittlere Stimme und Klavier) no. 3 (1947) [ medium voice and piano ]
Language: German (Deutsch) 
     Nacht liegt auf den fremden Wegen, –
Krankes Herz und müde Glieder; –
Ach, da fließt, wie stiller Segen,
Süßer Mond, dein Licht hernieder.

     Süßer Mond, mit deinen Strahlen
Scheuchest du das nächt’ge Grauen;
Es zerrinnen meine Qualen,
Und die Augen überthauen.

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Confirmed with Heinrich Heine, Buch der Lieder, Die Heimkehr, Hamburg, Hoffmann und Campe, 1827, page 256. Modern German would change the spelling of "überthauen" to "übertauen". First included in Rheinische Flora, no. 12


by Heinrich Heine (1797 - 1856)
3. Night lies on the unfamiliar roads
Language: English 
 Night lies on the unfamiliar roads;
 a sick heart and tired limbs...
 ah, like a quiet blessing, there flows down,
 sweet moon, your light;

 Sweet moon, with your rays
 You drive away the night horror;
 Away runs my pain,
 And my eyes brim over with tears.

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4. Wo ich bin, mich rings umdunkelt  [sung text not yet checked]
by Hans Fleischer (1896 - 1981), "Wo ich bin, mich rings umdunkelt", op. 132 (6 Lieder für mittlere Stimme und Klavier) no. 4 (1947) [ medium voice and piano ]
Language: German (Deutsch) 
Wo ich bin, mich rings umdunkelt
Finsterniß so dumpf und dicht,
Seit mir nicht mehr leuchtend funkelt,
Liebste, deiner Augen Licht.

[Mir]1 erloschen ist der süßen
Liebessterne goldne Pracht,
Abgrund gähnt zu meinen Füßen.
Nimm mich auf, uralte Nacht.

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Confirmed with Heinrich Heine, Buch der Lieder, Hoffmann und Campe, Hamburg, 1827, page 166.

1 Strauss: "Wie"

by Heinrich Heine (1797 - 1856)
4.
Language: English 
Where I am, all around me
there is darkness, gloomy and dense,
because the light of your eyes, dearest, 
no longer sparkles before me.

Extinct for me is the golden splendour
of  those sweet stars of love.
An abyss gapes at my feet.
Receive me, ancient night.

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5. Aus alten Märchen winkt es  [sung text not yet checked]
by Hans Fleischer (1896 - 1981), "Aus alten Märchen winkt es", op. 132 (6 Lieder für mittlere Stimme und Klavier) no. 5 (1947) [ medium voice and piano ]
Language: German (Deutsch) 
Aus alten Märchen winkt es
Hervor mit weißer Hand,
Da singt es und da klingt es
Von einem Zauberland;

Wo bunte Blumen blühen
Im gold'nen Abendlicht,
Und lieblich duftend glühen,
Mit bräutlichem Gesicht;

Und grüne Bäume singen
Uralte Melodei'n,
Die Lüfte heimlich klingen,
Und Vögel schmettern drein;

Und Nebelbilder steigen
Wohl aus der Erd' hervor,
Und tanzen luft'gen Reigen
Im wunderlichen Chor; 

Und blaue Funken brennen
An jedem Blatt und Reis,
Und rote Lichter rennen
Im irren, wirren Kreis;

Und laute Quellen brechen
Aus wildem Marmorstein.
Und seltsam in den Bächen
Strahlt fort der Widerschein. 

Ach, könnt' ich dorthin kommen,
Und dort mein Herz erfreu'n,
Und aller Qual entnommen,
Und frei und selig sein!

Ach! jenes Land der Wonne,
Das seh' ich oft im Traum,
Doch kommt die Morgensonne,
Zerfließt's wie eitel Schaum.

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Confirmed with Heinrich Heine, Buch der Lieder, Hoffmann und Campe, Hamburg, 1827, page 148.

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by Heinrich Heine (1797 - 1856)
5. From old fairy tales beckons
Language: English 
From old fairy tales beckons
To me a white hand,
Where there is a singing and sounding
Of a magical land,

Where multicolored flowers bloom
In golden twilight,
And glow lovely and fragrant
With their bridal visage,

And where green trees sing
Primeval melodies;
Where breezes sound secretly,
And birds warble,

And mist-figures rise
From the earth
And dance airy round-dances
In an odd chorus,

And blue sparks burn
On every leaf and twig,
And red lights run
In a mad, chaotic circle,

And loud springs break
Out of wild marble stone,
And in the streams--oddly--
Shine forth the reflections.

Ah! If I could enter there
And indulge my heart
And give up my agony
And be free and holy!

Ah! This is the land of bliss
That I see so often in a dream,
But when the morning sun comes,
It melts like mere froth.

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6. In Kinderaugen sehen
by Hans Fleischer (1896 - 1981), "In Kinderaugen sehen", op. 132 (6 Lieder für mittlere Stimme und Klavier) no. 6 (1947) [ medium voice and piano ]
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by Gerh. Schönemann
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