English translations of Hermann Hesse-Lieder, 2. Folge, opus 308
by Oskar Baumann
Ich hatte dir ein Lied gespielt. Du schwiegest. Deine Rechte hielt Mit lassen Fingern eine große, Blutrote, reife Purpurrose. Und über uns mit fremder Pracht Stieg auf die milde Sommernacht, In wunderbarem Glanz erschlossen, Die erste Nacht, die wir genossen. Stieg auf und bog den dunklen Arm Um uns, und war so laß und warm. Du streiftest still von deinem Schoße Die Blätter einer Purpurrose.
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- by Hermann Hesse (1877 - 1962), "Purpurrose", written 1899, appears in Neue deutsche Lyriker III , in Buch der Liebe, first published 1919
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Confirmed with Hermann Hesse, Sämtliche Werke, herausgegeben von Volker Michels, Band 10 Die Gedichte, bearbeitet von Peter Huber, Frankfurt am Main: Suhrkamp Verlag, 2002, page 59.
I had played you a song, You were silent. With limp fingers Your right hand held a large, Blood-red, ripe, crimson rose. And above us with foreign splendour The mild summer night arose, Revealed in a wondrous radiance, The first night that we savoured. Arose and passed its dark arm Around us, and was so languorous and warm. Quietly you brushed from your lap The petals of a crimson rose.
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Vor mir her getrieben Weht ein welkes Blatt. Wandern, Jungsein und Lieben Seine Zeit und sein Ende hat. Das Blatt irrt ohne Gleise Wohin der Wind es will, Hält erst in Wald und Moder still . . . Wohin geht meine Reise?
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- by Hermann Hesse (1877 - 1962), "Das treibende Blatt", written 1900
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Headmost in wind's shoving waves a wilted leaf. Roaming, youth, and loving stops: their time is brief. Trackless leaves ascend, descend wherever winds will stray, only to stop in the woods, in decay. Where will my journey end?
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Über den Himmel Wolken ziehn, Über die Felder geht der Wind, Über die Felder wandert Meiner Mutter verlorenes Kind. Über die Straße Blätter wehn, Über den Bäumen Vögel schrein -- Irgendwo über den Bergen Muß meine ferne Heimat sein.
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- by Hermann Hesse (1877 - 1962), "Über die Felder ...", written 1900
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Across the [heavens]1 clouds [scud]2, Across the fields the wind [passes]3, Over the fields wanders The lost child of my mother. Across the street leaves blow, Over the trees birds shriek -- Somewhere over the mountains My distant homeland must lie.
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View original text (without footnotes)1 Thide: "earth"
2 Kurig: "pass"
3 Kurig: "blows"
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Der Tod ging nachts durch eine Stadt. Ein Fenster war noch rot im Dach, Dort saß ob einem Verseblatt Ein kranker Dichter spät noch wach. Der Tod stieß leis das Fenster ein Und blies die trübe Ampel aus. Ein Hauch, ein Blick, ein Lächelschein, Und dunkel wurde Stadt und Haus.
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- by Hermann Hesse (1877 - 1962), "Der Tod ging nachts --", written 1898
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Death walked at night through a city. One window in the roof still glowed red; There, hunched over a verse-leaf, sat A sick poet, still awake quite late. Death quietly pushed the window open And blew out the dreary lamp. A breath, a glance, a fleeting smile, And darkness descended upon city and house.
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"Der Tod ging nachts durch eine Stadt" = "Death walked at night through a city"
"Der Tod ging nachts --" = "Death walked at night --"
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Eine schmale, weiße Eine sanfte, leise Wolke weht im Blauen hin. Senke Deinen Blick und fühle Selig sie mit weißer Kühle Dir durch blaue Träume ziehn.
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- by Hermann Hesse (1877 - 1962), "Die leise Wolke", written 1900
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A slender, white A gentle, quiet Cloud wafts about in the blueness. Lower your gaze and feel [The cloud] with white coolness Blissfully pass through your blue dreams.
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