English translations of Zwei Lieder für 1 Singstimme mit Pianoforte, opus 2

by O. Winkelmann

1. Einsamkeit  [sung text not yet checked]
by O. Winkelmann , "Einsamkeit", op. 2 (Zwei Lieder für 1 Singstimme mit Pianoforte) no. 1, published 1890 [ voice and piano ], Berlin, Uhse
Language: German (Deutsch) 
  Hörst du nicht die Quellen gehen
Zwischen Stein und Blumen weit
Nach den stillen Waldesseen,
Wo die Marmorbilder stehen
In der schönen Einsamkeit?
Von den Bergen sacht hernieder,
Weckend die uralten Lieder,
Steigt die wunderbare Nacht,
Und die Gründe glänzen wieder,
Wie du's oft im Traum gedacht.

  Kennst die Blume du, entsprossen
In dem mondbeglänzten Grund?
Aus der Knospe, halb erschlossen,
Junge Glieder blühend sprossen,
Weiße Arme, roter Mund,
Und die Nachtigallen schlagen,
Und rings hebt es an zu klagen,
Ach, vor Liebe todeswund,
Von versunknen schönen Tagen --
Komm, o komm zum stillen Grund!

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Confirmed with Gedichte von Joseph Freiherr von Eichendorff, Leipzig: C.F. Amelangs Verlag, 1892, page 222. Note: in some posthumous anthologies, the poem appears with the title "Einsamkeit", cf. Dichtergrüße. Neuere deutsche Lyrik ausgewählt von Elise Polko, Leipzig, G. F. Amelang's Verlag, 1873, page 140 (the text splits the first stanza into two stanzas of five lines each, then omits the first five lines of the second stanza and leaves the last five lines as its third stanza, while changing line -3 to "Ach, von Liebe todeswund"; the poem is also titled "Einsamkeit" in Deutscher Hort, Bände 44 – 47, Kunst und Leben 3.Teil, Leipzig : Verlag von Quelle & Meyer, 1925, p.10.


by Joseph Karl Benedikt, Freiherr von Eichendorff (1788 - 1857)
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Do you not hear the spring running
between the stones and flowers far
toward the quiet wood lakes,
where the marble statues stand
in fine solitude?
From the mountains, gently
awakening ancient songs,
the wondrous night descends
and the earth gleams again
as you often see in a dream.

Do you know the flower that blooms
in the moonlit land,
from whose buds, half-open,
young limbs bloom with
white arms and red mouth?
And the nightingale sings,
and all around, a lament is raised;
alas, wounded fatally by love,
by lovely days now gone forever -
come, o come to the silent land!

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Translation of title "Nachtzauber" = "Night magic"


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2. Die Zufriedenen  [sung text not yet checked]
by O. Winkelmann , "Die Zufriedenen", op. 2 (Zwei Lieder für 1 Singstimme mit Pianoforte) no. 2, published 1890 [ voice and piano ], Berlin, Uhse
Language: German (Deutsch) 
Ich saß bei jener Linde
Mit meinem trauten Kinde,
Wir saßen Hand in Hand.
Kein Blättchen rauscht' im Winde,
Die Sonne schien gelinde
Herab aufs stille Land.

Wir saßen ganz vershwiegen
Mit innigem Vergnügen,
Das Herz kaum merklich schlug.
Was sollten wir auch sagen?
Was konnten wir uns fragen?
Wir wußten ja genug.

Es mocht uns nichts mehr fehlen,
Kein Sehnen konnt uns quälen,
Nichts Liebes war uns fern.
Aus liebem Aug ein Grüßen,
Vom lieben Mund ein Küssen
Gab eins dem andern gern.

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by Johann Ludwig Uhland (1787 - 1862)
2. The Happy Ones
Language: English 
I sat beside that linden
With my true child,
We sat hand in hand.
Not a leaf rustled in the wind,
The sun shone gently
Down upon the still countryside.

We sat silently
With intimate pleasure,
My heartbeat was barely felt.
What need we say?
What need we ask?
We knew enough.

We lacked for nothing
No longing could shake us,
What was not Love's was far away.
From dear eyes, one greeting,
From dear mouth, one kiss,
Gave one to the other happily.

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