English translations of Lieder, opus 5
by Alban Maria Johannes Berg (1885 - 1935)
Spätherbstnebel, kalte Träume, überfloren Berg und Tal, Sturm entblättert schon die Bäume, und sie schaun gespenstig kahl. Nur ein einz'ger, traurig schweigsam einz'ger Baum steht unentlaubt, feucht von Wehmutstränen gleichsam, schüttelt er sein grünes Haupt. Ach, mein Herz gleicht dieser Wildnis, und der Baum, den ich dort schau' sommergrün, das ist dein Bildnis, vielgeliebte schöne Frau.
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- by Heinrich Heine (1797 - 1856), no title, appears in Neue Gedichte, in Neuer Frühling, no. 43
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Late autumn fog and cold dreams cover mountain and valley; a storm has already robbed the trees of leaves, and they look spectral and naked. Only one, a mournful, silent, solitary tree, stands undenuded, moist from nostalgic tears, it seems, nodding its green head. Ah, my heart is like this wasteland, and that tree that I see there, summer-green - that is your image, well-beloved, beautiful woman!
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Mir träumte: traurig schaute der Mond, Und traurig schienen die Sterne; Es trug mich zur Stadt, wo Liebchen wohnt, Viel hundert Meilen ferne. Es hat mich zu ihrem Hause geführt, Ich küßte die Steine der Treppe, Die oft ihr kleiner Fuß berührt Und ihres Kleides Schleppe. Die Nacht war lang, die Nacht war kalt, Es waren so kalt die Steine; Es lugt' aus dem Fenster die blasse Gestalt, Beleuchtet vom Mondenscheine!
Text Authorship:
- by Heinrich Heine (1797 - 1856), no title, appears in Buch der Lieder, in Die Heimkehr, no. 26
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Confirmed with: Heinrich Heine’s sämtliche Werke in vier Bänden, herausgegeben von Otto F. Lachmann, Erster Band, Leipzig: Druck und Verlag von Philipp Reclam jun, [1887], page 128.
[I dreamt: the moon gazed sadly]1, And sadly shone the stars; I was carried to the city where my beloved lives, Many hundreds of miles away. I was led to her house, I kissed the stones of the stoop That her little foot And the train of her dress had touched. The night was long, the night was cold, The stones were so cold; Her pale form peers out of the window, Illumined by moonlight!
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View original text (without footnotes)Translations of title(s):
"An Sie" = "To her"
"Ihre Gestalt" = "Her form"
"Mir träumte" = "I dreamt"
"Mir träumte, schaurig schaute der Mond" = "I dreamt, the moon gazed gruesomely"
"Mir träumte: traurig schaute der Mond" = "I dreamt: the moon gazed sadly"
"Mir träumte: traurig schien der Mond" = "I dreamt: the moon shone sadly"
"Sehnsucht II" = "Yearning II"
"Traumbild" = "Dream image"
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