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English translations of Zwei Lieder für 1 Singstimme mit Pianoforte, opus 7

by Paul Grüttner

1. Im Herbst  [sung text not yet checked]
by Paul Grüttner , "Im Herbst", op. 7 (Zwei Lieder für 1 Singstimme mit Pianoforte) no. 1, published 1888 [ voice and piano ], Berlin, Schirmer & Möllendorf
Language: German (Deutsch) 
Der Herbstwind rüttelt die Bäume,
Die Nacht ist feucht und kalt;
Gehüllt im grauen Mantel
Reite ich einsam im Wald.

Und wie ich reite, so reiten
Mir die Gedanken voraus;
Sie tragen mich leicht und luftig
Nach meiner Liebsten Haus.

Die Hunde bellen, die Diener
Erscheinen mit Kerzengeflirr;
Die Wendeltreppe stürm' ich
Hinauf mit Sporengeklirr.

Im leuchtenden Teppichgemache,
Da ist es so duftig und warm,
Da harret meiner die Holde,
Ich fliege in ihren Arm.

Es säuselt der Wind in den Blättern,
Es spricht der Eichenbaum:
Was willst Du, törichter Reiter,
Mit deinem törichten Traum?

Text Authorship:

  • by Heinrich Heine (1797 - 1856), no title, appears in Buch der Lieder, in Lyrisches Intermezzo, no. 58

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Confirmed with Heinrich Heine, Buch der Lieder, Hoffmann und Campe, Hamburg, 1827, page 161.


by Heinrich Heine (1797 - 1856)
1. Travelling song
Language: English 
The autumn wind shakes the trees,
The night is damp and cold;
Wrapped in a grey coat
I ride alone in the forest.

And while I'm riding, 
My thoughts rush forward;	
They carry me, light and easily
To the house of my beloved.

The dogs bark, the servants
appear with flick'ring candles,
I run up the winding stairs
With jingling spurs.






The wind murmurs through the leaves,
The oak-tree speaks:
"What is it you want, you foolish rider,
With your foolish dreams?"

Text Authorship:

  • 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 Buch der Lieder, in Lyrisches Intermezzo, no. 58
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This text was added to the website between May 1995 and September 2003.
Line count: 16
Word count: 82

Translation © by Marty Lucas
2. Hör' ich das Liedchen klingen  [sung text not yet checked]
by Paul Grüttner , "Hör' ich das Liedchen klingen", op. 7 (Zwei Lieder für 1 Singstimme mit Pianoforte) no. 2, published 1888 [ voice and piano ], Berlin, Schirmer & Möllendorf
Language: German (Deutsch) 
Hör' ich das Liedchen klingen,
Das einst die Liebste sang,
[So will mir die Brust]1 zerspringen
[Vor]2 wildem [Schmerzendrang.]3

[Es treibt mich]4 ein dunkles Sehnen
Hinauf [zur]5 Waldeshöh',
Dort löst sich auf in Tränen
Mein übergroßes Weh'.

Text Authorship:

  • by Heinrich Heine (1797 - 1856), no title, appears in Buch der Lieder, in Lyrisches Intermezzo, no. 40

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Confirmed with Heinrich Heine, Buch der Lieder, Hoffmann und Campe, Hamburg, 1827, page 145.

1 Meyerbeer: "Will mir das Herz"
2 Schumann: "Von"
3 Franz, Hinrichs: "Schmerzensdrang"
4 Meyerbeer: "Mich treibt"
5 Hinrichs: "zu der"

by Heinrich Heine (1797 - 1856)
2. I hear the dear song sounding
Language: English 
I hear the dear song sounding
That once my beloved sang.
And my heart wants to burst so strongly
From the savage pressure of pain.

A dark longing is driving me
Up into the heights of the woods
Where in my tears can be dissolved
My own colossal woe.

Text Authorship:

  • Translation from German (Deutsch) to English copyright © by Paul Hindemith, (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.
    Contact: licenses@email.lieder.example.net

Based on:

  • a text in German (Deutsch) by Heinrich Heine (1797 - 1856), no title, appears in Buch der Lieder, in Lyrisches Intermezzo, no. 40
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This text was added to the website between May 1995 and September 2003.
Line count: 8
Word count: 49

Translation © by Paul Hindemith
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