English translations of Vier Lieder für 1 Singstimme mit Pianoforte, opus 35
by Josef Schen
So hab' ich [nun]1 die Stadt verlassen, Wo ich gelebet [lange]2 Zeit; Ich ziehe rüstig meiner Straßen, Es gibt mir niemand das Geleit. Man hat mir nicht den Rock zerrissen, Es wär' auch schade für das Kleid! Noch in die Wange mich gebissen Vor übergroßem Herzeleid. Auch keinem hat's den Schlaf vertrieben, Daß ich am Morgen [weitergeh']3; Sie konnten's halten nach Belieben, [Von]4 einer [aber tut]5 mir's weh.
Text Authorship:
- by Johann Ludwig Uhland (1787 - 1862), "Abreise", written 1811, appears in Lieder, in Wanderlieder, no. 7, first published 1815
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View original text (without footnotes)1 Hernandez, Hildach, Reiser, Schen, Schwab: "denn"; further changes may exist not shown above.
2 Stigelli: "so lange"
3 Stigelli: "weiterzieh'"
4 Zenger: "Doch nur von"
5 Zenger: "tut"
Now I have left the town where I long lived; I stride out upon my way, with no-one for company. They did not rip my coat, which anyway would be a shame! or bite my cheek in a fit of heartache. No-one lost any sleep over my morning departure; they can think what they like, but there is one whose conduct hurts me.
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- Translation from German (Deutsch) to English copyright © 2016 by Michael Berridge, (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 Johann Ludwig Uhland (1787 - 1862), "Abreise", written 1811, appears in Lieder, in Wanderlieder, no. 7, first published 1815
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Nur einmal [möcht' ich dir noch]1 sagen, Wie du unendlich lieb mir bist, Wie dich, so lang mein Herz wird schlagen, Auch meine Seele nie vergißt. Kein Wörtlein solltest du erwidern, [Nur freundlich mir]2 in's Auge sehn, Ja, mit gesenkten Augenlidern Nur stumm und schweigend vor mir stehn. [Ich aber]3 legte meine Hände [Dir betend]4 auf das schöne Haupt, [Damit dir Gott]5 den Frieden sende, Den meiner Seele du geraubt.
Text Authorship:
- by Julius Karl Reinhold Sturm (1816 - 1896), "Letzter Wunsch"
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View original text (without footnotes)Confirmed with Gedichte von Julius Sturm, Leipzig, F. A. Brockhaus, 1850, page 32. Note: the last line appeared in this edition as "Den meine Seele dir geraubt", but this misprint was corrected as early as 1856 in Dichterstimmen der Gegenwart. Eine Sammlung vom Felde der deutschen Lyrik seit 1850, herausgegeben von Karl Weller, Leipzig: Heinrich Hübner, 1856, page 464. Editions after this date used "Den meiner Seele du geraubt", as did all the settings marked checked below.
1 Hesse: "noch möcht' ich dir"; Wirz: "möcht' ich dir es"; further changes may exist not noted above.2 Wüllner: "Mir freundlich nur"
3 Gumbert: "Doch ich, ich"
4 Wüllner: "Betend dir"
5 Wüllner: "Auf dass Gott dir"
Just once, I would like to tell you How unceasingly precious you are to me, How you, as long as my heart is still beating, Will never be forgotten by my soul. You needn’t reply with a single word, Just gaze kindly into my eyes, Yes, with lowered eyelids Just stand before me, speechless and quiet. But I will lay my hands Prayerfully upon your beautiful head, That God might send the peace, Which my soul stole from you.
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- a text in German (Deutsch) by Julius Karl Reinhold Sturm (1816 - 1896), "Letzter Wunsch"
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Stell auf den Tisch die duftenden Reseden, Die letzten roten Astern trag herbei, Und laß uns wieder von der Liebe reden, Wie einst im Mai. Gib mir die Hand, daß ich sie heimlich drücke Und wenn man's sieht, mir ist es einerlei, Gib mir nur einen deiner süßen Blicke, Wie einst im Mai. Es blüht und [funkelt]1 heut auf jedem Grabe, Ein Tag im [Jahre ist den]2 Toten frei, Komm an mein Herz, daß ich dich wieder habe, Wie einst im Mai.
Text Authorship:
- by Hermann von Gilm zu Rosenegg (1812 - 1864), "Allerseelen", appears in Die letzten Blätter
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View original text (without footnotes)1 Strauss: "duftet"
2 Strauss, Thuille: "Jahr ist ja den"
Place on the table the fragrant mignonettes, Bring inside the last red asters, and let us speak again of love, as once we did in May. Give me your hand, so that I can press it secretly; and if someone sees us, it's all the same to me. Just give me your sweet gaze, as once you did in May. Flowers adorn today each grave, sending off their fragrances; one day in the year is free for the dead. Come close to my heart, so that I can have you again, as once I did in May.
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- Translation from German (Deutsch) to English copyright © by Emily Ezust
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- a text in German (Deutsch) by Hermann von Gilm zu Rosenegg (1812 - 1864), "Allerseelen", appears in Die letzten Blätter
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Translation of title "Allerseelen" = "All Souls' Day"
Translator's note for stanza 3, line 2: i.e., the holiday http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/All_Souls%27_Day
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Ich wandre heim durchs hohe Feld, Die Wolken ziehn. In tiefer Ruhe liegt die Welt -- -- Du bist dahin! Das Abendläuten ist verhallt Im Lindengrün, Der letzte Vogel singt im Wald -- -- Du bist dahin! Da fühl' ich's leise, wie ich krank Vor Sehnen bin, Der Vogel schwieg, die Sonne sank -- -- Du bist dahin!
Text Authorship:
- by Karl Stieler (1842 - 1885), "Am Heimweg", appears in Hochland-Lieder, in 8. Wanderstunden, no. 2, first published 1879
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Confirmed with Hochland-Lieder von Karl Stieler, Stuttgart, Meyer & Zeller's Verlag (Friedrich Vogel), 1879, page 100.
I wander homeward through the tall grain, The clouds race. The world lies in deep peace -- -- You are gone! The sound of the evening bells has died away In the greenery of the lime trees, The last bird is singing in the forest -- -- You are gone! Then I quietly perceive how I Am sick with longing. The bird has fallen silent, the sun has set -- -- You are gone!
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- Translation from German (Deutsch) to English copyright © 2012 by Sharon Krebs, (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 Karl Stieler (1842 - 1885), "Am Heimweg", appears in Hochland-Lieder, in 8. Wanderstunden, no. 2, first published 1879
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Translated titles:"Am Heimweg" = "Along the homeward path"
"Heimweg" = "Homeward path "
"Auf dem Heimweg" = "Upon the homeward path"
This text was added to the website: 2012-06-18
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