English translations of Drei Lieder, opus 9
by Carl Adolf Lorenz, Dr. (1837 - 1923)
[Das]1 macht, es hat die Nachtigall Die ganze [Nacht]2 gesungen; Da sind von ihrem süssen Schall, Da sind [in]3 Hall und Widerhall Die [Rosen]4 aufgesprungen. Sie war doch sonst ein wildes [Kind]5, [Nun]6 geht sie [tief]7 in Sinnen, Trägt in der Hand den Sommerhut Und duldet [still]8 der Sonne Glut Und weiß nicht, was beginnen. Das macht, es hat die Nachtigall Die ganze Nacht gesungen; Da sind von ihrem süssen Schall, Da sind [in]3 Hall und Widerhall Die [Rosen]4 aufgesprungen.
Text Authorship:
- by Theodor Storm (1817 - 1888), "Die Nachtigall"
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View original text (without footnotes)1 Watkinson: "Es"; further changes may exist not noted above.
2 Hasse: "Tag" (from Hofmeister); further changes may exist not noted above.
3 Scholz: "von"
4 Greger: "Knospen"
5 Berg, Scholz: "Blut"
6 Wolff: "Jetzt"
7 Greger: "still"
8 Wolff: "stumm"
It happened because the nightingale sang the whole night long; from her sweet call, from the echo and re-echo, roses have sprung up. She was but recently a wild blossom, and now she walks, deep in thought; she carries her summer hat in her hand, enduring quietly the heat of the sun, knowing not what to begin. It happened because the nightingale sang the whole night long; from her sweet call, from the echo and re-echo, roses have sprung up.
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- Translation from German (Deutsch) to English copyright © by Emily Ezust
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- a text in German (Deutsch) by Theodor Storm (1817 - 1888), "Die Nachtigall"
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Translation of title "Die Nachtigall" = "The nightingale"This text was added to the website between May 1995 and September 2003.
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Word count: 80
Meine Mutter hat's gewollt, Den andern ich nehmen sollt'; Was ich zuvor besessen, Mein Herz sollt' es vergessen; Das hat es nicht gewollt. Meine Mutter klag' ich an, Sie hat nicht wohlgetan; Was sonst in Ehren stünde, Nun [ist es worden]1 Sünde. Was fang ich an? Für all' mein Stolz und Freud' Gewonnen hab' ich Leid. Ach, wär' das nicht [geschehen]2, Ach, könnt' ich betteln [gehen]3 Über die braune Haid'!
Text Authorship:
- by Theodor Storm (1817 - 1888), "Elisabeth", appears in Immensee, in Meine Mutter hat's gewollt, Elisabeth's song
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View original text (without footnotes)Confirmed with Theodor Storm, Gedichte, Berlin : Verlag von Gebrüder Partel, 1889
1 Poebing: "ist's geworden"2 Poebing: "gescheh'n"
3 Poebing: "geh'n"
Ich hör' [die]1 Bächlein rauschen Im Walde her und hin, Im Walde in dem Rauschen Ich weiß nicht, wo ich bin. Die Nachtigallen schlagen Hier in der Einsamkeit, Als wollten sie was sagen Von [der alten, schönen]2 Zeit. Die Mondesschimmer fliegen, Als [seh']3 ich unter mir Das Schloß im Thale liegen, [Und ist]4 doch so weit von hier! Als müßte in dem Garten Voll Rosen weiß und roth, [Meine]5 Liebste auf mich warten, Und ist [doch lange]6 todt.
Text Authorship:
- by Joseph Karl Benedikt, Freiherr von Eichendorff (1788 - 1857), "In der Fremde", appears in Gedichte, in 1. Wanderlieder
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View original text (without footnotes)Confirmed with Gedichte von Joseph Freiherrn von Eichendorff, Verlag von Duncker und Humblot, Berlin, 1837, pages 33-34.
Note: modernized spelling would change "Thale" to "Tale", "roth" to "rot", and "todt" to "tot"
1 Ivers, Stern: "ein"; further changes may exist not shown above2 Marx: "alter, schöner"
3 Dresel, Jaques-Dalcroze, Marx, Schumann: "säh"
4 Banck: "Ist"
5 Banck: "Mein'"; Dresel: "Die"; Marx: "Der"
6 Marx: "schon lange"; Schumann: "doch so lange"
I hear the brooklets rushing here and there in the wood. In the wood, amidst the rushing, I know not where I am. The nightingales sing here in the solitude, as if they wanted to speak of fine old times. The moonbeams dart and I seem to see below me a castle lying in the valley - yet it is so far from here! It seems as if, in the garden full of roses white and red, my sweetheart were waiting for me - yet she is long since dead.
Text Authorship:
- Translation from German (Deutsch) to English copyright © by Emily Ezust
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Based on:
- a text in German (Deutsch) by Joseph Karl Benedikt, Freiherr von Eichendorff (1788 - 1857), "In der Fremde", appears in Gedichte, in 1. Wanderlieder
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Translation of title "In der Fremde" = "In a foreign place"This text was added to the website between May 1995 and September 2003.
Line count: 16
Word count: 88