English translations of Drei Lieder für 1 hohe Stimme mit Pianofortebegleitung, opus 15

by Jean Louis Nicodé (1853 - 1919)

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1. Gute Nacht  [sung text not yet checked]
by Jean Louis Nicodé (1853 - 1919), "Gute Nacht", op. 15 (Drei Lieder für 1 hohe Stimme mit Pianofortebegleitung) no. 1, published 1878 [ high voice and piano ], Leipzig, Breitkopf & Härtel
Language: German (Deutsch) 
Im tiefsten Innern
Ein süß Erinnern
Und einen Gruß
Zum Tagesschluß.

Daß Gottes Güte
Mein Glück behüte
Daß seine Treu'
Stets mit dir sei;

Daß deine Seele
Sich mir vermähle
Auf ewiglich:
Das bete ich.

Auf ihn nur [zähl']1 ich,
Uns Beid' empfehl' ich
Fromm seiner Macht --
Nun, gute Nacht!

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1 Röhmeyer: "bau'"

by Barbara Elisabeth Glück (1814 - 1894), as Betty Paoli
1.
Language: English 
From my deepest core
A sweet reminder
And a greeting
At the end of the day.

That God’s goodness
Will preserve my happiness,
That His trustworthiness
Will always be with you;

That your soul
Be united with mine
For all eternity:
That, I pray.

On Him alone do I depend,
I commend both of us
Devoutly to His might –
Now, good night!

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2. Sommerruh  [sung text not yet checked]
by Jean Louis Nicodé (1853 - 1919), "Sommerruh", op. 15 (Drei Lieder für 1 hohe Stimme mit Pianofortebegleitung) no. 2, published 1878 [ high voice and piano ], Leipzig, Breitkopf & Härtel
Language: German (Deutsch) 
Sommerruh, wie schön bist du!
Nachtigallenseelen tragen
Ihre weichen süßen Klagen
Sich aus dunkeln Lauben zu.
Sommerruh, wie schön bist du!

Sommerruh, wie schön bist du!
Klare Glockenklänge klingen
Aus der Lüfte lauen Schwingen
Von der mondumblitzten Fluh.
Sommerruh, wie schön bist du!

Sommerruh, wie schön bist du!
Welch ein Leben, himmlisch Weben!
Engel durch die Lüfte schweben
Ihrer blauen Heimat zu.
Sommerruh, wie schön bist du!

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by Christian Konrad Schad (1821 - 1871)
2. Summer peace
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Summer peace, how beautiful you are!
Nightingales' souls are singing
their soft and sweet laments
to each other from dark arbours.
Summer peace, how beautiful you are!

Summer peace, how beautiful you are!
Clear bells are ringing
on the gentle wings of the air
from the moonlit rock face.
Summer peace, how beautiful you are!

Summer peace, how beautiful you are!
What a life, heavenly weaving!
Angels are floating through the air
towards their azure home.
Summer peace, how beautiful you are!

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3. Wolle Keiner mich fragen  [sung text not yet checked]
by Jean Louis Nicodé (1853 - 1919), "Wolle Keiner mich fragen", op. 15 (Drei Lieder für 1 hohe Stimme mit Pianofortebegleitung) no. 3, published 1878 [ high voice and piano ], Leipzig, Breitkopf & Härtel
Language: German (Deutsch) 
Wolle Keiner mich fragen,
Warum mein Herz so schlägt,
Ich kann's nicht fassen, nicht sagen,
Was mich bewegt.

Als wie im Traume schwanken
Trunken die Sinne mir;
Alle meine Gedanken
Sind nur bei dir.

Ich habe die Welt vergessen,
Seit ich dein Auge gesehn;
Ich möchte dich an mich pressen
Und still im Kuß vergehn.

Mein Leben möcht' ich lassen
Um ein Lächeln von dir,
Und du - ich kann's nicht fassen -
Versagst es mir.

Ist's Schicksal, ist's dein Wille?
Du siehst mich nicht. -
Nun wein' ich stille, stille,
Bis [das Herz mir zerbricht]1.

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1 Randhartinger (1869 version): "bricht"; Lessmann, Schnaubelt: "mir das Herz zerbricht"

by Emanuel von Geibel (1815 - 1884)
3. Does nobody want to ask me
Language: English 
Does nobody want to ask me,
Why my heart beats so fast,
I cannot believe it, I cannot tell
What it is that moves me.

My senses alternate
Like drunk dreams;
All my thoughts
Are only concerned with you.

I have forgotten about the world,
Since I saw your eyes;
I want to lean against you
And kiss you silently.

I want to die
For the sake of your smile,
And you – I cannot believe it – 
Reject me.

Is it destiny? Is it your will?
You do not see me.
Now I will cry quietly,
Until my heart breaks.

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  • Translation from German (Deutsch) to English copyright © 2014 by Anja Bunzel, (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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