English translations of Drei Gesänge für Alt (oder Bariton) mit Pianoforte, opus 4
by Albert Felix, Graf Amadei (1851 - 1894)
Ein [Fichtenbaum]1 steht einsam Im Norden auf kahler Höh'; Ihn schläfert; mit weißer Decke Umhüllen ihn Eis und Schnee. Er träumt von einer Palme, Die fern im Morgenland, Einsam und [schweigend]2 trauert Auf brennender Felsenwand.
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- by Heinrich Heine (1797 - 1856), no title, appears in Buch der Lieder, in Lyrisches Intermezzo, no. 33
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View original text (without footnotes)Confirmed with Heinrich Heine, Buch der Lieder, Hoffmann und Campe, Hamburg, 1827, page 137.
1 Biegeleben: "Tannenbaum"; further changes may exist not shown above.2 Marx: "schweigsam"
A spruce-tree stands alone in the north, on the bare heights; it slumbers; in a white blanket it is surrounded by ice and snow. It dreams of a palm tree which, far-off in the land of the morning, grieves, alone and mute, on a burning, rocky wall.
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- Translation from German (Deutsch) to English copyright © by Emily Ezust
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- a text in German (Deutsch) by Heinrich Heine (1797 - 1856), no title, appears in Buch der Lieder, in Lyrisches Intermezzo, no. 33
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Warum folgt er mir nur, Dieser schreckliche Mann, Warum lächelt er so, Warum sieht er mich an, Warum zuckt es so oft In dem bleichen Gesicht, Warum liebt er mich so, Warum sagt er es nicht? Warum findet mich stets Sein dämonischer Blick. Warum kann ich nicht fliehn! Warum schau ich zurück? Weil ein Zauber mich bannt, Weil die Kraft mir gebricht. Warum liebt er mich so, Warum sagt er es nicht?
Why ever does he follow me, This horrible man, Why does he smile thus, Why does he look at me, Why is there so often a twitching In his pale visage, Why does he love me so, Why does he not say it? Why does his demonic gaze Always settle on me? Why can I not flee! Why do I look back? Because I am caught in an enchantment, Because I lack the strength. Why does he love me so, Why does he not say it?
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- Translation from German (Deutsch) to English copyright © 2015 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 Emma von Schultz (1844 - 1882)
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Translated titles:"Warum sagt er es nicht?" = "Why does he not say it?"
"Warum?" = "Why?"
"Frage" = "Question"
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Nun [liegt]1 die Welt umfangen [Von]2 starrer Winternacht, Was frommt's, daß am Kamin ich Entschwund'ner Lieb gedacht? Das Feuer will erlöschen, Das letzte Scheit verglüht, Die Flammen werden Asche, Das ist das End vom Lied, Das End vom alten Liede, Mir fällt kein neues ein, Als Schweigen und Vergessen -- Und wann vergäß' ich dein?
Text Authorship:
- by Joseph Viktor von Scheffel (1826 - 1886), no title, appears in Der Trompeter von Säkkingen, in Vierzehntes Stück. Das Büchlein der Lieder, in 5. Fünf Jahre später -- Werners Lieder aus Welschland, no. 7
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View original text (without footnotes)1 Brückler: "ist"; further changes may exist not shown above.
2 Henschel: "In"
Now the world [lies]1 enfolded By numbing winter night, Of what use is it that at the fireside I thought of vanished love? The fire wants to die down, The last log is burning out, The flames are becoming ashes, That is the end of the song, The end of the old song, I can think of no new one Except [a song of] falling silent and forgetting -- And when would I ever forget you?
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- a text in German (Deutsch) by Joseph Viktor von Scheffel (1826 - 1886), no title, appears in Der Trompeter von Säkkingen, in Vierzehntes Stück. Das Büchlein der Lieder, in 5. Fünf Jahre später -- Werners Lieder aus Welschland, no. 7
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View original text (without footnotes)Translated titles:
"Winternacht" = "Winter's night"
"Nun ist die Welt umfangen" = "Now the world is enfolded"
"Nun liegt die Welt umfangen" = "Now the world lies enfolded"
"Wann vergess' ich Dein?" = "When shall I forget you?"
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