English translations of 3 Lieder, opus 22

by Joseph Rudolph Schachner (1821 - 1896)

1. Sehnsucht
 (Sung text)
by Joseph Rudolph Schachner (1821 - 1896), "Sehnsucht", op. 22 (3 Lieder) no. 1, published 1854 [ voice and piano ], Mainz, Schott
Language: German (Deutsch) 
Nun die Schatten dunkeln,
Stern an Stern erwacht:
Welch ein Hauch der Sehnsucht
Flutet durch die Nacht!

Durch das Meer der Träume
Steuert ohne Ruh',
Steuert meine Seele
Deiner Seele zu.

Die sich dir ergeben,
Nimm sie ganz dahin!
Ach, du weißt, daß nimmer
Ich mir eigen bin.

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by Emanuel von Geibel (1815 - 1884)
1. Now the shadows are darkening
Language: English 
Now the shadows are darkening
star after star is waking up:
what a breath of longing
is flooding through the night!

Across the sea of dreams,
steering ceaselessly
my soul is steering
towards your soul.

Anything that surrenders to you
is to be taken completely.
Oh, you know, that I am no longer
my own.

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2. Meiden
 (Sung text)
by Joseph Rudolph Schachner (1821 - 1896), "Meiden", op. 22 (3 Lieder) no. 2, published 1854 [ voice and piano ], Mainz, Schott
Language: German (Deutsch) 
Es schleicht ein zehrend Feuer
Durch mein Gebein;
Mein Schatt' ist mir nicht treuer
Als diese Pein.
Ich höre die Stunden zieh'n
Trüben Gesichts;
Sie kommen, weilen, flieh'n --
Und ändern nichts.

Der Sommer kommt gegangen,
Es war ein Traum;
Am Busch Waldröslein hangen,
Ich acht' es kaum.
Es schlagen die Nachtigallen
Im Wald und Plan;
Laß schallen, laß verhallen!
Was geht's mich an?

Ich fühle nur das eine
In meinem Sinn:
Daß ich von dir, du Reine,
Geschieden bin.
Mein Schatt' ist mir nicht treuer
Als diese Pein;
Es schleicht ein zehrend Feuer
Durch mein Gebein.

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; Schachner: "flieh'n"
by Emanuel von Geibel (1815 - 1884)
2. Shunned
Language: English 
A ravenous fire creeps
Through my bones;
Even my shadow is not as faithful
As this pain.
I hear the passing of the hours’
Clouded apparition;
They come, abide, depart – 
And change nothing.

Summer has come,
It is but a dream for me;
The wild rose hangs upon the bush,
I scarcely notice it.
The nightingale calls
In forest and plain;
Let it resound, let it fade away!
What is it to me?

I feel only a single thing
In my mind:
That I have been separated, pure one,
From you.
Even my shadow is not as faithful
As this pain;
And ravenously the fire creeps
Through my bones.

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Translations of title(s):
"Es schleicht ein zehrend Feuer" = "A ravenous fire creeps"
"Meiden" = "Shunned"



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Translation © by Michael P Rosewall
3. Der Spielmann
 (Sung text)
by Joseph Rudolph Schachner (1821 - 1896), "Der Spielmann", op. 22 (3 Lieder) no. 3, published 1854, stanzas 1-2 [ voice and piano ], Mainz, Schott
Language: German (Deutsch) 
Und legt ihr zwischen mich und sie
Auch Strom und Thal und Hügel,
Gestrenge Herrn, ihr trennt uns nie,
Das Lied, das Lied hat Flügel.
Ich bin ein Spielmann wohlbekannt,
Und mache mich auf die Reise,
Und sing' hinfort durchs weite Land
Nur noch die eine Weise:
    Ich habe dich lieb, du Süße,
    Du meine Lust und Qual,
    Ich habe dich lieb und grüße
    Dich tausend, tausendmal!

Und wandr' ich durch den laubgen Wald,
Wo Fink und Amsel schweifen:
Mein Lied erlauscht das Völkchen bald,
Und hebt es an zu pfeifen.
Und auf der Heide hört's der Wind,
Der spannt die Flügel heiter,
Und trägt es über den Strom geschwind,
Und über den Berg, und weiter:
    Ich habe dich lieb, du Süße,
    Du meine Lust und Qual,
    Ich habe dich lieb und grüße
    Dich tausend, tausendmal!

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Note: the refrain of this poem is quoted by Hermann Grieben in his poem Fliederlied.

by Emanuel von Geibel (1815 - 1884)
3.
Language: English 
And though you may place between me and her
Broad rivers and valleys and hills,
Ye stern lords, ye shall never separate us,
The song, the song has wings.
I am a minstrel, well known,
I take myself off on a journey,
And from now on I shall sing through the whole land
Only the one lay:
    I love you, you sweet one,
    You my joy and agony,
    I love you and I greet you
    A thousand, thousand times!

And when I wander through the leafy forest,
Where finch and blackbird dart:
The little folk soon overhear my song
And begin to whistle it.
And upon the heath the wind hears it
And merrily spreads its wings,
And carries it quickly across the broad river
And over the mountains and further on:
    I love you, you sweet one,
    You my joy and agony,
    I love you and I greet you
    A thousand, thousand times!

[ ... ]

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Translations of title(s):
"Spielmanns Lied" = "The minstrel's song"
"Und legt ihr zwischen mich und sie" = "And though you may place between me and her"



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Translation © by Sharon Krebs