English translations of Drei Lieder für Alt (oder Bariton) mit Pianoforte, opus 65
by Carl Eduard Partzsch (1833 - 1890)
Ich [will's dir]1 nimmer sagen, Wie ich so lieb dich hab', Im Herzen will ich's tragen, Will [stumm]2 sein wie das Grab. Kein Lied [soll dir's]3 gestehen, Soll flehen um mein Glück, Du selber sollst es sehen, Du selbst -- in meinem Blick. Und [kannst]4 du es nicht lesen, Was dort so zärtlich spricht, So ist's ein Traum gewesen; Dem Träumer zürne nicht.
Text Authorship:
- by Robert Eduard Prutz (1816 - 1872), no title, appears in Buch der Liebe, in 2. Zweites Buch, in Frühlingsliebe, no. 2
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View original text (without footnotes)Confirmed with Robert Prutz, Buch der Liebe, Fünfte Auflage, Leipzig: Verlag von Ernst Keil, 1883, page 45. Note: C. Schnabel's score has a typo in stanza 2, line 2, word 4 ("dein" instead of "mein").
1 Becker, Dorn, Hallet, Hoth, Hoppe, Jonas, Lang, Lassen, Lederer, Naret-Koning, Nodnagel, Nordmann, Rehberg, Roeder, Schaefer, C. Schultz, Simon: "will dir's"; Bradsky, Kauffmann: "will Dir"; further changes may exist for composers with unverified texts.2 Lang: "still"
3 Schnabel: "soll's dir"
4 Henkel: "willst"
I shall never tell you How much I love you. I shall carry it in my heart, And shall be as [mute]1 as the grave. No song [poem] shall confess it to you, Shall plead for my happiness; You yourself must see it, You yourself [must see it] in my gaze. And if you cannot read What speaks so tenderly there, Then it was but a dream. Do not be angry with the dreamer!
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- a text in German (Deutsch) by Robert Eduard Prutz (1816 - 1872), no title, appears in Buch der Liebe, in 2. Zweites Buch, in Frühlingsliebe, no. 2
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View original text (without footnotes)Translated titles:
"Entsagung" = "Renunciation"
"Ich will's dir nimmer sagen" and "Ich will dir's nimmer sagen" = "I shall never tell you"
"Mein Geheimniss" = "My secret"
"Stille Liebe" = "Silent love"
"Verschwiegene Liebe" = "Concealed love"
"Volkslied" = "Folksong"
"Vorsatz" = "Resolution"
This text was added to the website: 2006-12-23
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Word count: 75
Ich hör' [die]1 Bächlein rauschen Im Walde her und hin, Im Walde in dem Rauschen Ich weiß nicht, wo ich bin. Die Nachtigallen schlagen Hier in der Einsamkeit, Als wollten sie was sagen Von [der alten, schönen]2 Zeit. Die Mondesschimmer fliegen, Als [seh']3 ich unter mir Das Schloß im Thale liegen, [Und ist]4 doch so weit von hier! Als müßte in dem Garten Voll Rosen weiß und roth, [Meine]5 Liebste auf mich warten, Und ist [doch lange]6 todt.
Text Authorship:
- by Joseph Karl Benedikt, Freiherr von Eichendorff (1788 - 1857), "In der Fremde", appears in Gedichte, in 1. Wanderlieder
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View original text (without footnotes)Confirmed with Gedichte von Joseph Freiherrn von Eichendorff, Verlag von Duncker und Humblot, Berlin, 1837, pages 33-34.
Note: modernized spelling would change "Thale" to "Tale", "roth" to "rot", and "todt" to "tot"
1 Ivers, Stern: "ein"; further changes may exist not shown above2 Marx: "alter, schöner"
3 Dresel, Jaques-Dalcroze, Marx, Schumann: "säh"
4 Banck: "Ist"
5 Banck: "Mein'"; Dresel: "Die"; Marx: "Der"
6 Marx: "schon lange"; Schumann: "doch so lange"
I hear the brooklets rushing here and there in the wood. In the wood, amidst the rushing, I know not where I am. The nightingales sing here in the solitude, as if they wanted to speak of fine old times. The moonbeams dart and I seem to see below me a castle lying in the valley - yet it is so far from here! It seems as if, in the garden full of roses white and red, my sweetheart were waiting for me - yet she is long since dead.
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Translation of title "In der Fremde" = "In a foreign place"This text was added to the website between May 1995 and September 2003.
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Poesie ist tiefes Schmerzen, Und es kommt das echte Lied Einzig aus dem Menschenherzen Das ein tiefes Leid durchglüht. [Doch die höchsten Poesien Schweigen wie der höchste Schmerz, Nur wie Geisterschatten ziehen Stumm sie durchs gebrochne Herz.]1
Text Authorship:
- by Justinus (Andreas Christian) Kerner (1786 - 1862), "Poesie", appears in Gedichte, in Die lyrischen Gedichte
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View original text (without footnotes)1 omitted by Platz.