Italian (Italiano) translations of Fünf Gedichte, opus 19

by Johannes Brahms (1833 - 1897)

1. Der Kuß
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by Johannes Brahms (1833 - 1897), "Der Kuß", op. 19 (Fünf Gedichte) no. 1 (1858), published 1862 [ voice and piano ], Bonn, Simrock
Language: German (Deutsch) 
Unter Blüten des Mais spielt' ich mit ihrer Hand,
Koste liebend mit ihr, schaute mein schwebendes
Bild im Auge des Mädchens,
Raubt' ihr bebend den ersten Kuß.

Zuckend fliegt nun der Kuß, wie ein versengend Feu'r,
Mir durch Mark und Gebein. Du, die Unsterblichkeit
Durch die Lippen mir sprühte,
Wehe, wehe mir Kühlung zu!

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Note: this text was published posthumously in an altered form by Johann Heinrich Voss.

by Ludwig Heinrich Christoph Hölty (1748 - 1776) and by Johann Heinrich Voss (1751 - 1826)
1. Il bacio
Language: Italian (Italiano) 
Sotto i fiori del Maggio giocavo con la mano di lei,
e mentre amoreggiavo caramente con lei, e contemplavo la mia immagine
sospesa negli occhi della fanciulla,
le rubai, tutto tremante, il primo bacio.
 
In un palpito vola ora il primo bacio, come una fiamma
Che mi brucia nel sangue e nelle ossa. Tu che con le tue labbra
mi hai donato l'immortalità,
alita ora in me refrigerio!

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2. Scheiden und Meiden
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by Johannes Brahms (1833 - 1897), "Scheiden und Meiden", op. 19 (Fünf Gedichte) no. 2 (1858), published 1862 [ voice and piano ], Bonn, Simrock
Language: German (Deutsch) 
So soll ich dich nun meiden,
Du meines Lebens Lust!
Du küssest mich zum Scheiden,
Ich drücke dich an die Brust!

Ach, Liebchen, heißt das meiden,
Wenn man sich herzt und küßt?
Ach, Liebchen, heißt das scheiden,
Wenn man sich fest umschließt?

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by Johann Ludwig Uhland (1787 - 1862)
2. Separazione e abbandono
Language: Italian (Italiano) 
Così mi tocca lasciarti,
gioia della mia vita!
E tu nel lasciarmi mi baci,
ed io al mio petto ti stringo!
 
Amore, si può chiamare abbandono,
quando ci si bacia e abbraccia?
Amore, è forse separazione,
quando così forte ci stringiamo?

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3. In der Ferne
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by Johannes Brahms (1833 - 1897), "In der Ferne", op. 19 (Fünf Gedichte) no. 3 (1858), published 1862 [ voice and piano ], Bonn, Simrock
Language: German (Deutsch) 
Will ruhen unter den Bäumen hier,
Die Vögelein hör' ich so gerne.
Wie singet ihr so zum Herzen mir!
Von unsrer Liebe was wisset ihr
In dieser weiten Ferne?

Will ruhen hier an des Baches Rand,
Wo duftige Blümlein sprießen.
Wer hat euch Blümlein, hierher gesandt?
Seid ihr ein herzliches Liebespfand
Aus der Ferne von meiner Süßen?

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by Johann Ludwig Uhland (1787 - 1862)
3. Lontano
Language: Italian (Italiano) 
Qui sotto gli alberi voglio riposare,
a godermi il canto degli uccelli.
Come potete cantare così al mio cuore?
Cosa sapete mai del nostro amore
In questo posto remoto e lontano?
 
Sulla riva del ruscello voglio riposare,
dove spuntano piccoli fiori profumati.
Chi vi ha mandato qui, miei piccoli fiori?
Siete forse un pegno affettuoso
Che da lontano mi manda il mio amore?

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4. Der Schmied
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by Johannes Brahms (1833 - 1897), "Der Schmied", op. 19 (Fünf Gedichte) no. 4 (1859), published 1862 [ voice and piano ], Bonn, Simrock
Language: German (Deutsch) 
Ich hör' meinen Schatz,
Den Hammer er schwinget,
Das rauschet, das klinget,
Das dringt in die Weite,
Wie Glockengeläute,
Durch Gassen und Platz.

Am schwarzen Kamin,
Da sitzet mein Lieber,
Doch geh' ich vorüber,
Die Bälge dann sausen,
Die Flammen aufbrausen
Und lodern um ihn.

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Confirmed with: Uhlands Werke in drei Teilen, Erster Teil. Gedichte, herausgegeben von Adalbert Silbermann, Berlin, Leipzig, Wien, Stuttgart: Deutsches Verlagshaus Bong & Co., [no year given], page 37.

by Johann Ludwig Uhland (1787 - 1862)
4. Ascolto il mio tesoro
Language: Italian (Italiano) 
Ascolto il mio tesoro,
mentre batte il martello,
che forte risuona,
e da lontano si sente
come un suono di campane,
per vicoli e piazze.
 
Presso il nero camino,
è il posto del mio amore,
gli passo vicino,
mentre sibilano i mantici,
e divampa la fiamma,
ardendo a lui intorno.

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5. An eine Äolsharfe
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by Johannes Brahms (1833 - 1897), "An eine Äolsharfe", op. 19 (Fünf Gedichte) no. 5 (1858), published 1862 [ voice and piano ], Bonn, Simrock
Language: German (Deutsch) 
Angelehnt an die Efeuwand 
Dieser alten Terrasse,
Du, einer luftgebor'nen Muse
Geheimnisvolles Saitenspiel,
Fang' an,
Fange wieder an 
Deine melodische Klage!
Ihr kommet, Winde, fern herüber,
Ach! von des Knaben,
Der mir so lieb war,
Frischgrünendem Hügel.
Und Frühlingsblüten unterweges streifend,
Übersättigt mit Wohlgerüchen,
Wie süß, wie süß bedrängt ihr dies Herz!
Und säuselt her in die Saiten,
Angezogen von wohllautender Wehmut,
Wachsend im Zug meiner Sehnsucht,
Und hinsterbend wieder.
Aber auf einmal,
Wie der Wind heftiger herstößt,
Ein holder Schrei der Harfe
Wiederholt mir zu süßem Erschrecken
Meiner Seele plötzliche Regung,
Und hier, die volle Rose streut geschüttelt
All' ihre Blätter vor meine Füße!

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  • by Eduard Mörike (1804 - 1875), from Gedichtsammlung, first published 1838

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Note: the poem is preceded by a quotation from Horace:
   Tu semper urges fleblilibus modis
   Mysten ademptum: nec tibi Vespere
   Surgente decedunt amores,
   Nec rapidum fugiente Solem.
by Eduard Mörike (1804 - 1875)
5. A un'arpa Eolia
Language: Italian (Italiano) 
Poggiata alla parete d'edera
Di questa terrazza antica,
Tu, arpa dal suono carico di mistero
Che appartieni a una Musa nata dal vento,
inizi,
e poi ancora ripeti,
il tuo melodioso lamento!
Voi, venti, venite da lontano,
dal verde e fresco tumulo
del fanciullo,
che a me fu tanto caro.
E sfiorando al passaggio fiori di primavera,
ricolmi di soavi profumi,
con quanta dolcezza tormentate il mio cuore!
E fra le corde soffiate lievi,
attirati dalla malinconia dei suoni,
crescete sull'onda dei miei rimpianti,
per poi spegnervi nuovamente.
Ma ad un tratto,
quando più forte la attraversa il vento,
un grido soave dell'arpa,
ripete, dolcemente turbandomi,
la commozione improvvisa dell'animo mio,
E, scossa dal soffio, la rosa in boccio
Sparge allora ai miei piedi tutti i suoi petali!

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