English translations of Hermann Hesse-Lieder, 2. Folge, opus 309
by Oskar Baumann
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Mit Dämmerung und Amselschlag Kommt aus den Tälern her die Nacht. Die Schwalben ruhn, der lange Tag Hat auch die Schwalben müd gemacht. Durchs Fenster mit verhaltenem Klang Geht meiner Geige müder Strich. Verstehst du, schöne Nacht, den Sang - Mein altes Lied, mein Lied an dich? Ein kühles Rauschen kommt vom Wald, Daß mir das Herz erschauernd lacht, Und leis mit freundlicher Gewalt Besiegt mich Schlummer, Traum und Nacht.
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- by Hermann Hesse (1877 - 1962), "Nacht", subtitle: "(1901)", written 1901
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With twilight and blackbird song The night comes forth from the valleys. The swallows rest, the long day Has made even the swallows weary. Out through the window with muted sound The tired bow-strokes of my violin pass. Lovely night, do you understand the singing - My old song, my song to you? A cool soughing comes from the forest That makes my heart laugh thrillingly, And quietly with friendly force I am conquered by slumber, dream, and night.
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- a text in German (Deutsch) by Hermann Hesse (1877 - 1962), "Nacht", subtitle: "(1901)", written 1901
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Subtitle: "(1901)"
Translations of title(s):
"Nacht" = "Night"
"Nacht I" = "Night I"
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Jede Blüte will zur Frucht, Jeder Morgen Abend werden, Ewiges ist nicht auf Erden Als der Wandel, als die Flucht. Auch der schönste Sommer will Einmal Herbst und Welke spüren. Halte, Blatt, geduldig still, Wenn der Wind dich will entführen. Spiel dein Spiel und wehr dich nicht, Laß es still geschehen. Laß vom Winde, der dich bricht, Dich nach Hause wehen.
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- by Hermann Hesse (1877 - 1962), "Welkes Blatt", written 1933
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Every blossom strives toward fruition Every morning [strives] to become evening, Nothing upon earth is eternal Except change, except fleeing. Even the loveliest summer wishes To feel autumn and wilting. Leaf, hold still patiently When the wind wishes to abduct you. Play your game and do not resist, Let it happen quietly. Let the wind that plucks you Blow you homeward.
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- a text in German (Deutsch) by Hermann Hesse (1877 - 1962), "Welkes Blatt", written 1933
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Translations of title(s):
"Welkes Blatt" = "Withered leaf"
"Jede Blüte will zur Frucht" = "Every blossom strives toward fruition"
"Spruch" = "Maxim"
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Waldränder glühen golden, Ich geh den Weg allein, Den ich mit meiner Holden So vielmal ging zu zwein. In diesen guten Tagen Zerfließt mir Glück und Leid, Daran ich lang getragen, In Duft und Ferne weit. Die Bauernkinder springen Im Heidefeuerrauch; Da heb ich an zu singen Wie alle anderen Kinder auch.
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- by Hermann Hesse (1877 - 1962), "Herbsttag", subtitle: "(um 1911)", written c1911
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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 195.
Golden glow the edges of the forests, I wander the pathway alone, [The pathway] that many times I walked as a twosome with my lovely one. In these good days Joy and sorrow, Which I have borne for long time, Dissolve in scent and far distance. The farmers’ children leap about In the smoke of the heath fire; Then, like all other children as well, I begin to sing.
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Ich hatte dir so viel zu sagen, Ich war zu lang im fremden Land, Und doch warst du in all den Tagen Die, die am besten mich verstand. Nun da ich meine erste Gabe, Die ich dir lange zugedacht, In zagen Kinderhänden habe, Hast du die Augen zugemacht. Doch darf ich fühlen, wie beim Lesen Mein Schmerz sich wunderlich vergißt, Weil dein unsäglich gütig Wesen Mit tausend Fäden um mich ist.
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- by Hermann Hesse (1877 - 1962), "Meiner Mutter", written 1902
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I had so much to tell you, I was too long in foreign lands, And yet in all those days you were The one who understood me best. Now that I have come with my first gift That I had long intended for you, Held in a child’s hesitant hands, [Now] you have closed your eyes. Yet I am permitted to feel that while reading, My pain miraculously forgets [to torment me], Because your unutterably benevolent spirit Encircles me [lovingly] with a thousand threads.
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English song title (Zack): "To my dear mother"This text was added to the website: 2014-08-02
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O schau, sie schweben wieder Wie leise Melodien Vergessener schöner Lieder Am blauen Himmel hin! Kein Herz kann sie verstehen, Dem nicht auf langer Fahrt Ein Wissen von allen Wehen Und Freuden des Wanderns ward. Ich liebe die Weißen, Losen Wie Sonne, Meer und Wind, Weil sie der Heimatlosen Schwestern und Engel sind.
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- by Hermann Hesse (1877 - 1962), "Weisse Wolken", written 1902
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Oh look, they drift again Like quiet melodies Of forgotten, beautiful songs Along the blue heavens! No heart can understand them That has not, upon a long journey, Acquired a knowledge Of all the pains and joys of wandering. I love the white, diffuse ones Like sun, ocean, and wind, Because they are the sisters and angels Of those people who are homeless.
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This text was added to the website: 2014-03-25
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