English translations of Neun Lieder, opus 6
by Heinrich Meyer
Das Leben gleichet einem Kranze
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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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- Translation from German (Deutsch) to English copyright © by Marty Lucas, (re)printed on this website with kind permission. To reprint and distribute this author's work for concert programs, CD booklets, etc., you may ask the copyright-holder(s) directly or ask us; we are authorized to grant permission on their behalf. Please provide the translator's name when contacting us.
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- a text in German (Deutsch) by Heinrich Heine (1797 - 1856), no title, appears in Neue Gedichte, in Neuer Frühling, no. 6
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Der du [von dem Himmel]1 bist, [Alles Leid]2 und Schmerzen [stillest]3, Den, der doppelt elend ist, Doppelt mit [Erquickung füllest]4, Ach ich bin des Treibens müde! [Was soll all der Schmerz und Lust?]5 Süßer Friede, Komm, ach komm in meine Brust!
Text Authorship:
- by Johann Wolfgang von Goethe (1749 - 1832), "Wandrers Nachtlied", written 1776, first published 1780
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View original text (without footnotes)Confirmed with Goethe’s Werke. Vollständige Ausgabe letzter Hand. Erster Band. Stuttgart und Tübingen, in der J.G. Cotta'schen Buchhandlung. 1827, page 109.
First published in Christliches Magazin Herausgegeben von Joh. Konrad Pfenninger, Dritter Band, 1780, page 243, with the musical setting by Ph. Ch. Kayser.
Notes
Line 1: Backer-Grøndahl’s score has a comma after the first word (likely a typo)
Line 8: Backer-Grøndahl's score has a typo in word 5 ("meiner" instead of "meine")
2 Rust: "Kummer, Leid"
3 Schubert: "stillst"
4 Schubert: "Entzückung füllst"
5 Rust: "Bangen Schmerzes, wilder Lust,"; Arnim and J. Marx: "Was soll all der Schmerz, die Lust?"
You who are from heaven, You quiet all sorrow and pain; And he who is doubly wretched You fill with twice as much [comfort]1. Ah! I am tired of being driven! For what is all this pain and joy? Sweet peace, Come, ah, come into my heart!
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- Translation from German (Deutsch) to English copyright © by Emily Ezust
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- a text in German (Deutsch) by Johann Wolfgang von Goethe (1749 - 1832), "Wandrers Nachtlied", written 1776, first published 1780
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Ich ging im Walde So für mich hin, Und Nichts zu suchen, Das war mein Sinn. Im Schatten sah ich Ein Blümchen stehn, Wie Sterne leuchtend, Wie Äuglein schön. Ich wollt' es brechen, Da sagt' es fein: "Soll ich zum Welken Gebrochen sein?" Ich grub's mit allen Den Würzlein aus, Zum Garten trug ich's Am hübschen Haus. Und pflanzt' es wieder Am stillen Ort; Nun zweigt es immer Und blüht so fort.
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- by Johann Wolfgang von Goethe (1749 - 1832), "Gefunden", written 1813
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I was walking in the woods Just [enjoying] being there, And seeking nothing [in particular] out, That was my state of mind. In the shade I saw A little flower standing, Shining like stars, Like beautiful little eyes. I wanted to pick it, When it said sweetly: “Shall I wither [after] Being picked?” I dug it all out [preserving] Its little roots, I carried it to the garden Next to my pretty house. And replanted it In a silent place; Now [new] sprigs appear And bloom immediately.
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- Translation from German (Deutsch) to English copyright © 2016 by Laura Prichard, (re)printed on this website with kind permission. To reprint and distribute this author's work for concert programs, CD booklets, etc., you may ask the copyright-holder(s) directly or ask us; we are authorized to grant permission on their behalf. Please provide the translator's name when contacting us.
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O, glich dein Herz dem stillen See, Ich würd' hinein nur blicken, Ob seine Wogen hell und klar Mein Blick zurück mir schicken. Wär' unergründet auch die Fluth, Ich dräng' in ihre Tiefen, Rief leise wach die Wellen all', So träumerisch d'rin schliefen. Und wie ein Taucher sucht' ich dann Die schönste Perl' im Grunde, Und scheute keiner Klippen Fall, Die Geister nicht im Schlunde. Und hätt' ich sie gefunden nun, Die Perle -- deine Liebe -- Würd' ich zur Muschel in dem See, Damit die Perl' mir bliebe.
Text Authorship:
- by Anonymous / Unidentified Author, "Ins Stammbuch"
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Confirmed with Der Salon. Organ für Mode, Kunst und Belletristik, dritter Jahrgang, Pest: [publisher illegible in digital file] nr. 10, 20 Mai 1865, page 118, no author specified.
Im [Felde]1 [schleich']2 ich still und wild, Gespannt mein Feuerrohr. Da schwebt so licht dein liebes Bild Dein süßes Bild mir vor. Du wandelst jetzt wohl still und mild [Durch Feld und liebes Thal]3, Und ach mein schnell verrauschend Bild Stellt [sich dir's]4 nicht einmal? Des Menschen, der die Welt durchstreift Voll Unmuth und Verdruß, Nach Osten und nach Westen schweift, Weil er dich lassen muß. Mir ist es, denk' ich nur an dich, Als in den Mond zu sehn; Ein stiller Friede kommt auf mich, Weiß nicht wie mir geschehn.
Text Authorship:
- by Johann Wolfgang von Goethe (1749 - 1832), "Jägers Abendlied", written 1775-6, first published 1776
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View original text (without footnotes)Confirmed with Goethe's Werke, Vollständige Ausgabe letzter Hand, Erster Band, Stuttgart und Tübingen, in der J.G.Cottaschen Buchhandlung, 1827, page 110.
Note: the poem was published first anonymously in Christoph Martin Wieland's Der Teutsche Merkur vom Jahr 1776. Erstes Vierteljahr. Weimar, pages 8-9, with the title Jägers Nachtlied, see below.
1 Franke, Weber: "Walde"; further changes may exist not shown above2 Andersch: "schweif'" ; Gompertz: "streich'" ; further changes may exist not shown above.
3 Dalberg: "Durchs Feld und liebe Thal"
4 Hensel: "sich's dir"
In the fields I creep, silent and wild, my gun cocked. There floats so lightly your dear image, your sweet image before me. You wander now so mute and gentle through field and dear valley; and ah! my swiftly passing image, does it not once appear before you? ...the image of a man who prowls through the world, full of indignance and annoyance, wandering from east to west because he must leave you? If I only think of you, it seems to me that I'm looking at the moon: a still peace comes over me, and I do not know how it happens.
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- Translation from German (Deutsch) to English copyright © by Emily Ezust
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Ich habe, bevor der Morgen Im Osten noch gegraut, Am Fenster zitternd geharret Und dort hinaus geschaut. Und in der Mittagsstunde, Da hab' ich bitter geweint, Und habe doch im Herzen: Er kommt wohl noch, gemeint. Die Nacht, die Nacht ist 'kommen, Vor der ich mich gescheut; Nun ist der Tag verloren, Auf den ich mich gefreut.
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- by Adelbert von Chamisso (1781 - 1838), no title, appears in Lieder und lyrisch epische Gedichte, in Tränen, no. 2
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I have, before morning Yet grayed in the east, At the window, shivering, waited And from there peered out. And in the midday hour, Then I bitterly wept, And in my heart yet Believed: He'll still come. The night, the night has come, Before which I felt dread; Now the day is over, To which I looked forward with joy.
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- Translation from German (Deutsch) to English copyright © 2011 by Rufus Hallmark, (re)printed on this website with kind permission. To reprint and distribute this author's work for concert programs, CD booklets, etc., you may ask the copyright-holder(s) directly or ask us; we are authorized to grant permission on their behalf. Please provide the translator's name when contacting us.
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Sah ein Knab' ein Röslein stehn, Röslein auf der Heiden, War so jung und morgenschön, Lief er schnell es nah zu sehn, Sah's mit vielen Freuden. Röslein, Röslein, Röslein [roth]1, Röslein auf der Heiden. Knabe sprach: ich breche dich, Röslein auf der Heiden! Röslein sprach: ich steche dich, Daß du ewig denkst an mich, Und ich will's nicht leiden. Röslein, Röslein, Röslein roth, Röslein auf der Heiden. Und der wilde Knabe brach 's Röslein auf der Heiden; Röslein wehrte sich und stach, Half [ihr]2 doch kein Weh und Ach, Mußt' es eben leiden. Röslein, Röslein, Röslein roth, Röslein auf der Heiden.
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- by Johann Wolfgang von Goethe (1749 - 1832), "Heidenröslein", written 1771, first published 1772
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View original text (without footnotes)Confirmed with Goethe's Werke, Vollständige Ausgabe letzter Hand, Erster Band, Stuttgart und Tübingen, in der J.G.Cotta'schen Buchhandlung, 1827, page 17.
First published in a different version by Johann Gottfried Herder in 1772 with the title "Fabelliedchen", and again in 1779 with the title "Röschen auf der Heide" (see below).
1 Lang: "schön"2 Reichardt: "ihm"
Passing lad a rose blossom spied, Blossom on the heath growing, 'Twas so fair and of youthful pride, Raced he fast to be near its side, Saw it with joy o'erflowing. Blossom, blossom, blossom red, Blossom on the heath growing. Said the lad: I shall pick thee, Blossom on the heath growing! Blossom spoke: Then I'll prick thee, That thou shalt ever think of me, And I'll not be allowing. Blossom, blossom, blossom red, Blossom on the heath growing. And the lusty lad did pick The blossom on the heath growing; Blossom, in defense, did prick, 'Twas, alas, but a harmless nick, Had to be allowing. Blossom, blossom, blossom red, Blossom on the heath growing.
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- Translation from German (Deutsch) to English copyright © 1996 by Walter Meyer, (re)printed on this website with kind permission. To reprint and distribute this author's work for concert programs, CD booklets, etc., you may ask the copyright-holder(s) directly or ask us; we are authorized to grant permission on their behalf. Please provide the translator's name when contacting us.
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Seid gegrüßt mit Frühlingswonne, Blauer Himmel, goldne Sonne! Drüben auch aus Gartenhallen Hör' ich frohe Saiten schallen. Ahnest du, o Seele wieder Sanfte, süße Frühlingslieder? Sieh umher die falben Bäume! Ach, es waren holde Träume.
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- by Johann Ludwig Uhland (1787 - 1862), "Im Herbste", appears in Lieder
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Confirmed with Uhlands Werke, Erster Teil, Gedichte, herausgegeben von Adalbert Silbermann, Berlin, Leipzig, Wien, Stuttgart: Deutsches Verlagshaus Bong & Co., [no year], page 27.
Greetings to you with springtime joy, Blue heavens, golden sunlight! Yonder, too, from the garden bowers I hear happy strings resounding. O soul, do you discern once again Soft, sweet songs of spring? Look about you at the dun-coloured trees. Ah, it was a lovely dream.
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- Translation from German (Deutsch) to English copyright © 2008 by Sharon Krebs, (re)printed on this website with kind permission. To reprint and distribute this author's work for concert programs, CD booklets, etc., you may ask the copyright-holder(s) directly or ask us; we are authorized to grant permission on their behalf. Please provide the translator's name when contacting us.
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