English translations of Four Heine Lieder, opus 19
by Gary Noland
Aus meinen Tränen sprießen Viel blühende Blumen hervor, Und meine Seufzer werden Ein Nachtigallenchor. Und wenn du mich lieb hast, Kindchen, Schenk' ich dir die Blumen all', Und vor deinem Fenster soll klingen Das Lied der Nachtigall.
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- by Heinrich Heine (1797 - 1856), no title, appears in Buch der Lieder, in Lyrisches Intermezzo, no. 2
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Confirmed with Heinrich Heine, Buch der Lieder, Hoffmann und Campe, Hamburg, 1827, page 113.
From my tears sprout forth Many blooming flowers, And my sighing become joined with The chorus of the nightingales. And if you love me, dear child, I will send you so many flowers; And before your window should sound The song of the nightingale.
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Im wunderschönen Monat Mai, Als alle Knospen sprangen, 1 Da [ist]2 in meinem Herzen Die Liebe aufgegangen. Im wunderschönen Monat Mai, Als alle Vögel sangen, 3 Da hab' ich ihr gestanden Mein Sehnen und Verlangen.
Text Authorship:
- by Heinrich Heine (1797 - 1856), no title, appears in Buch der Lieder, in Lyrisches Intermezzo, no. 1
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View original text (without footnotes)Confirmed with Heinrich Heine, Buch der Lieder, Hoffmann und Campe, Hamburg, 1827, page 112.
1 Lachner adds: "Geweckt von süssen Schmerzen, / Von Sehnsucht sanft umfangen,"2 Ender: "ist auch"
3 Lachner adds: "Die Blüten sich umwanden, / Die Zweige sich umschlangen,"
In the wonderfully beautiful month of May When all the buds are bursting open, There, from my own heart, Bursts forth my own love. In the wonderfully beautiful month of May When all the birds are singing, So have I confessed to her My yearning and my longing.
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Und wüßten's die Blumen, die kleinen, Wie tief verwundet mein Herz, Sie würden mit mir weinen, Zu heilen meinen Schmerz. Und wüßten's die Nachtigallen, Wie ich so traurig und krank, Sie ließen fröhlich erschallen Erquickenden Gesang. Und wüßten sie mein Wehe, Die [goldnen]1 Sternelein, Sie kämen aus ihrer Höhe, Und sprächen Trost mir ein. [Die]2 alle können's nicht wissen, Nur [eine]3 kennt meinen Schmerz; [Sie]4 hat ja selbst zerrissen, Zerrissen mir das Herz.
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- by Heinrich Heine (1797 - 1856), no title, appears in Buch der Lieder, in Lyrisches Intermezzo, no. 22
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View original text (without footnotes)Confirmed with Heinrich Heine, Buch der Lieder, Hoffmann und Campe, Hamburg, 1827, page 128.
Note: Christian Jost's setting begins "Zerrissen mir das Herz" (the last line) and then follows the rest of the text.
1 Jost, Schumann: "goldenen"2 André, Jost, Schumann: "Sie"
3 Hensel: "einer"
4 Hensel: "Er"
And if the blooms - the small ones - knew How deeply wounded is my heart, They would weep with me To heal my pain. And if the nightingales knew How sad and ill I am, They would let forth merrily A refreshing song. And if they knew my woe - The little golden stars - They would come down from their heights And speak their consolation to me. But all of them could not know this, Only one knows my pain; She herself has indeed torn, Torn my heart in two.
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- a text in German (Deutsch) by Heinrich Heine (1797 - 1856), no title, appears in Buch der Lieder, in Lyrisches Intermezzo, no. 22
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