English translations of Drei Lieder für 1 mittlere Singstimme mit Pianofortebegleitung, opus 12
by Alfred von Sponer (1870 - 1945)
Du bist so [still]1, so sanft, [so]2 [sinnig]3, Und schau' ich dir in's Angesicht, Da leuchtet mir verständnißinnig Der [dunkeln]4 Augen frommes Licht. Nicht Worte giebst du dem Gefühle, Du redest nicht, du lächelst nur; So lächelt in des Abends Kühle Der lichte Mond auf Wald und Flur. In Traumesdämmerung allmählich Zerrinnt die ganze Seele mir, Und nur das Eine fühl' ich selig, Daß ich vereinigt bin mit dir.
Text Authorship:
- by Emanuel von Geibel (1815 - 1884), no title, appears in Jugendgedichte, in 1. Erstes Buch, in Lieder als Intermezzo, no. 12
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View original text (without footnotes)1 Pache: "süß"; Wölfl: "hold"
2 Pache: "und"
3 Petri, Rosenhain, Wölfl: "innig"; further changes may exist not shown above.
4 Pache: "lieben"
You are so quiet, so gentle, so thoughtful, And when I gaze into your face, I see, shining, a deep understanding In the solemn light of your dark eyes. You don’t give any words to this feeling, You don’t speak, but only smile; Just as, in the cool of the evening, The bright moon smiles on forest and field. Gradually, in the twilight of dreaming, My entire soul dwindles away, And the only thing that brings me bliss, Is that I am united with you.
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- a text in German (Deutsch) by Emanuel von Geibel (1815 - 1884), no title, appears in Jugendgedichte, in 1. Erstes Buch, in Lieder als Intermezzo, no. 12
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Weite Wiesen im Dämmergrau; die Sonne verglomm, die Sterne ziehn, nun geh' [ich]1 zu der schönsten Frau, weit über Wiesen im Dämmergrau, tief in den Busch von Jasmin. Durch Dämmergrau in der Liebe Land; ich gehe nicht schnell, ich eile nicht; mich zieht ein weiches samtenes Band durch Dämmergrau in der Liebe Land, in ein [mildes, blaues]2 Licht.
Text Authorship:
- by Otto Julius Bierbaum (1865 - 1910)
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View original text (without footnotes)1 Strauss: "ich hin"
2 Sinding, Strauss: "blaues, mildes"
Broad meadows in the grey twilight; the sun's light has died away and the stars are moving. Now I go to the loveliest of women, across the meadow in the grey twilight, deep into bushes of jasmine. Through the grey twilight to the land of love; I do not walk quickly, I do not hurry. I am drawn by a faint, velvet thread through the grey twilight to the land of love, into a blue, mild light.
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- Translation from German (Deutsch) to English copyright © by Emily Ezust
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Breit' über mein Haupt dein schwarzes Haar, Neig' zu mir dein Angesicht, Da strömt in die Seele so hell und klar Mir deiner Augen Licht. Ich will nicht droben der Sonne Pracht, Noch der Sterne leuchtenden Kranz, Ich will nur deiner Locken Nacht Und deiner Blicke Glanz.
Text Authorship:
- by Adolf Friedrich, Graf von Schack (1815 - 1894), no title, appears in Lotosblätter, in 4. Verwehte Blätter, no. 18
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Spread over my head your black hair, and incline to me your face, so that into my soul, so brightly and clearly, will stream your eye's light. I do not want the splendor of the sun above, nor the glittering crown of stars; I want only the night of your locks and the radiance of your gaze.
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- Translation from German (Deutsch) to English copyright © by Emily Ezust
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- a text in German (Deutsch) by Adolf Friedrich, Graf von Schack (1815 - 1894), no title, appears in Lotosblätter, in 4. Verwehte Blätter, no. 18
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This text was added to the website between May 1995 and September 2003.
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