English translations of Sechs Lieder, opus 10
by Leopold Damrosch (1832 - 1885)
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Will ruhen unter den Bäumen hier, Die [Vögelein]1 hör' ich so gerne. Wie [singet]2 ihr so zum Herzen mir! Von [unsrer]3 Liebe was wisset ihr In dieser weiten Ferne? Will ruhen hier an des Baches Rand, Wo [duftige Blümlein]4 sprießen. Wer hat euch Blümlein, [hieher]5 gesandt? Seid ihr ein [herzliches]6 Liebespfand Aus der Ferne von meiner Süßen?
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- by Johann Ludwig Uhland (1787 - 1862), "In der Ferne", written 1806, appears in Lieder, in Wanderlieder, no. 3, first published 1815
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View original text (without footnotes)1 Aggházy, Herrmann, Unger: "Vöglein"
2 Herrmann: "singt"
3 Andersson: "meiner"
4 Aggházy: "duftige Blumen"; Herrmann: "duft'ge Blumen"
5 Brahms, Andersson: "hierher"
6 Herrmann: "herzlich"
I will rest under the trees here, I enjoy listening to the little birds so much; How can your singing affect my heart so! What do you know of our love, In this far-off place? I will rest here on the edge of the brook, Where fragrant little flowers sprout. Who has sent you little blossoms here? Are you a heartfelt pledge of love From my far-off sweetheart?
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- Translation from German (Deutsch) to English copyright © by Emily Ezust
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- a text in German (Deutsch) by Johann Ludwig Uhland (1787 - 1862), "In der Ferne", written 1806, appears in Lieder, in Wanderlieder, no. 3, first published 1815
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Hör' ich das Liedchen klingen, Das einst die Liebste sang, [So will mir die Brust]1 zerspringen [Vor]2 wildem [Schmerzendrang.]3 [Es treibt mich]4 ein dunkles Sehnen Hinauf [zur]5 Waldeshöh', Dort löst sich auf in Tränen Mein übergroßes Weh'.
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- by Heinrich Heine (1797 - 1856), no title, appears in Buch der Lieder, in Lyrisches Intermezzo, no. 40
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View original text (without footnotes)Confirmed with Heinrich Heine, Buch der Lieder, Hoffmann und Campe, Hamburg, 1827, page 145.
1 Meyerbeer: "Will mir das Herz"2 Schumann: "Von"
3 Franz, Hinrichs: "Schmerzensdrang"
4 Meyerbeer: "Mich treibt"
5 Hinrichs: "zu der"
I hear the dear song sounding That once my beloved sang. And my heart wants to burst so strongly From the savage pressure of pain. A dark longing is driving me Up into the heights of the woods Where in my tears can be dissolved My own colossal woe.
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- Translation from German (Deutsch) to English copyright © by Paul Hindemith, (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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Es war ein alter König, sein Herz war schwer, sein [Haupt]1 war grau; der arme alte König, er nahm eine junge Frau. Es war ein [schöner]2 Page, blond war sein [Haupt]3, leicht war sein Sinn; er trug die [seid'ne]4 Schleppe der jungen Königin. Kennst du das alte Liedchen? Es klingt so süß, es klingt so trüb! Sie mußten beide sterben, sie hatten sich viel zu lieb.
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- by Heinrich Heine (1797 - 1856), no title, written 1830, appears in Neue Gedichte, in Neuer Frühling, no. 29
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View original text (without footnotes)Confirmed with Neue Gedichte von H. Heine, Zweite Auflage, Hamburg, bei Hoffmann und Campe, 1844, page 28.
1 Diepenbrock: "Haar"2 Schnorr von Carolsfeld, Zemlinsky: "junger"
3 Wolfrum: "Haar"
4 Goldschmidt: "seidene"
There was an old king, his heart was heavy, his head was gray; the poor, old king, he took a young wife. There was a handsome pageboy, blond was his hair, light was his manner; he carried the silk train of the young queen. Do you know this old song? It sounds so sweet, it sounds so troubled! They both had to die, for they loved each other too much.
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- Translation from German (Deutsch) to English copyright © by Emily Ezust
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Wenn ich auf dem Lager liege In Nacht [und Kissen]1 gehüllt, So schwebt mir vor ein süßes, Anmutig liebes Bild! Wenn mir der stille Schlummer Geschlossen die Augen kaum, So schleicht [das Bild sich leise]2 Hinein in meinen Traum [Doch]3 mit dem Traum des Morgens Zerrinnt es nimmermehr; Dann trag' ich es im Herzen Den ganzen Tag umher.
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- by Heinrich Heine (1797 - 1856), no title, appears in Buch der Lieder, in Die Heimkehr, no. 49
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View original text (without footnotes)Confirmed with Heinrich Heine's Sämmtliche Werke, Erster Band: Reisebilder, Dritte Auflage, Philadelphia: Verlag von John Weik, 1856, pages 29-30.
1 omitted by Mendelssohn
2 Lang: "das liebe Bild"
3 Lang: "Und"
When I lie on the bed, shrouded in night and cushions, So floats before me a sweet, lovely dear image. When silent slumber has barely closed my eyes, So creeps the image quietly into my dream. And in the morning it never fades away with the dream: Then I carry it about with me in my heart the whole day.
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- Translation from German (Deutsch) to English copyright © by David K. Smythe, (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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Mädchen mit dem roten Mündchen, Mit den Äuglein süß und klar, Du mein liebes, kleines Mädchen, Deiner denk' ich immerdar. Lang ist heut der Winterabend, Und ich möchte bei dir sein, [Bei dir sitzen, mit dir schwatzen]1, Im vertrauten Kämmerlein. An die Lippen [wollt']2 ich pressen Deine [kleine]3 weiße Hand, Und mit Thränen sie benetzen, Deine [kleine, weiße]4 Hand.
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- by Heinrich Heine (1797 - 1856), no title, appears in Buch der Lieder, in Die Heimkehr, no. 50
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View original text (without footnotes)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 137.
1 Dresel: "mit dir schwatzen, mit dir kosen"2 Dresel: "möcht"
3 Dresel: "liebe"
4 Dresel: "weiße, liebe"
Maiden with the red little mouth, with eyes sweet and clear: You are my dear little maiden - I think of you all the time. The winter evening drags tonight, and I would be with you, to sit by you and chat in a cosy little room. I would like to press to my lips your small white hand, and moisten it with my tears, your small white hand.
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- Translation from German (Deutsch) to English copyright © by Emily Ezust
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Die du bist so schön und rein, [Wunnevolles]1 Magedein, Deinem Dienste ganz allein Möcht' ich wohl mein Leben weihn. Deine süßen Äugelein Glänzen mild wie Mondesschein; Helle Rosenlichter streun Deine rothen Wängelein. Und aus deinem Mündchen klein Blinkt's hervor wie Perlenreihn; Doch den schönsten Edelstein Hegt dein stiller Busenschrein. Fromme Minne mag es sein, Was mir drang ins Herz hinein, Als ich weiland schaute dein, [Wunnevolles]1 Magedein!
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- by Heinrich Heine (1797 - 1856), "Minnegruß", appears in Nachgelesene Gedichte 1812-1827, no. 14
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View original text (without footnotes)Confirmed with Buch der Lieder von Heinrich Heine, Achtundvierzigste Auflage, Hamburg: Hoffmann und Campe, 1882, page 267; in this edition the poem has no title.
1 Franz: "wonnevolles"You who are so lovely and pure, Delightful maiden, To your service alone I would like to dedicate my life. Your sweet eyes Shine as mildly as moonlight; Your red cheeks Strew bright rosy lights. And from your little mouth A row of pearls gleams forth; But the most beautiful precious stone Is cherished with the silent shrine of your bosom. It may well be devout courtly love That forced its way into my heart, When I recently saw you, Delightful maiden!
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Translated titles:
"Minnegruß" = "Greeting of courtly love"
"Wonnevolles Mägdelein" = "Delightful maiden"
"Die du bist so schön und rein" = "You who are so lovely and pure"
"Liedchen" = "Little song"
"Minnelied" = "Song of courtly love"
"Huldigung" = "Homage"
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