English translations of 6 Gesänge von Burns und Eichendorff für 1 Singstimme mit Pianoforte, opus 19
by Gustav Flügel (1812 - 1900)
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Mein Herz ist im Hochland, mein Herz ist nicht hier; Mein Herz ist im Hochland, [in]1 Waldes Revier; Dort jagt es den Hirsch und verfolget das Reh; Mein Herz ist im Hochland, wohin ich auch geh! Leb' wohl, mein Hochland, mein heimischer [Nord]2! Die Wiege der Freiheit, des Muthes ist dort. Wohin ich auch wandre, wo immer ich bin: Auf die Berg', auf die Berge zieht es mich hin! Lebt wohl, ihr Berge, bedecket mit Schnee! Lebt wohl, ihr Thäler, voll Blumen und Klee! Lebt wohl, ihr Wälder, bemoostes Gestein, Ihr stürzenden Bächlein [in]1 farbigen Schein! Mein Herz ist im Hochland, mein Herz ist nicht hier; Mein Herz, liebe Heimath, ist immer bei dir! Es jaget den Hirsch und verfolget das Reh; Mein Herz ist im Hochland, wohin ich auch geh!
Text Authorship:
- by Wilhelm Christoph Leonhard Gerhard (1780 - 1858), "Mein Herz ist im Hochland"
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- a text in English by Robert Burns (1759 - 1796), "My heart's in the Highlands"
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View original text (without footnotes)Confirmed with Robert Burns' Gedichte deutsch von W. Gerhard, Leipzig: Verlag von Joh. Ambr. Barth., 1840, page 126
1 Schumann: "im"2 Schumann: "Ort"
My heart's in the highlands, my heart is not here; My heart's in the highlands, on the forested hunting-grounds; There it chases the elk and pursues the deer; My heart's in the highlands, wherever I roam! Farewell, my highlands, my native [North!]1 The cradle of freedom, of courage is found there. Wherever I may wander, wherever I may be: To the mountains, to the mountains I am drawn! Farewell, you mountains, covered in snow! Farewell, you valleys, full of flowers and clover! Farewell, you forests, mossy rocks, You brooklets plunging in colourful sheen! My heart's in the highlands, my heart is not here; My heart, dear homeland, is ever with you! It chases the elk and pursues the deer; My heart's in the highlands, wherever I roam!
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Based on:
- a text in German (Deutsch) by Wilhelm Christoph Leonhard Gerhard (1780 - 1858), "Mein Herz ist im Hochland"
Based on:
- a text in English by Robert Burns (1759 - 1796), "My heart's in the Highlands"
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View original text (without footnotes)Translated titles:
"Mein Herz ist im Hochland" = "My heart's in the highlands"
"Hochländers Abschied" = "Highlander's farewell"
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Mein Lieb ist gleich der rothen Ros'
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- a text in Scottish (Scots) by Robert Burns (1759 - 1796)
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Fern vom Liebsten, an dem Meere
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Am [Himmelsgrund schießen]1 So lustig die Stern', Dein Schatz läßt dich grüßen Aus weiter, weiter Fern' ! Hat eine Zither gehangen An der Thür unbeacht't, Der Wind ist gegangen Durch die Saiten bei Nacht. Schwang sich auf dann vom Gitter Über die Berge, übern Wald -- Mein Herz ist die Zither, Gibt ein'n fröhlichen Schall.
Text Authorship:
- by Joseph Karl Benedikt, Freiherr von Eichendorff (1788 - 1857), "Der Bote", appears in Gedichte, in 4. Frühling und Liebe
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View original text (without footnotes)Confirmed with Gedichte von Joseph Freiherr von Eichendorff, Halle an der Saale: Druck und Verlag von Otto Hendel, [no year], page 141.
1 Bohm: "Himmelsgrunde schienen"; further changes may exist not shown above.The stars [shoot]1 so merrily Across the heavenly background, Your beloved sends you greetings From the great, great distance! Unnoticed, a zither hung At the door; The wind blew through The strings by night. [The tones] then rose aloft from the strings Over the mountains, over the forest -- My heart is the zither, It emits a joyous sound.
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View original text (without footnotes)1 Bohm: " shine"; further changes may exist, not shown above.
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Es [weiß]1 und rät es doch Keiner, Wie mir so wohl ist, so wohl! Ach, wüßt es nur Einer, nur Einer, Kein Mensch es sonst wissen [soll]2! So still ist's nicht draußen im Schnee, So stumm und verschwiegen sind Die Sterne nicht in der Höhe, Als meine Gedanken sind. Ich [wünscht']3, es wäre schon Morgen, Da fliegen zwei Lerchen auf, Die überfliegen einander, Mein Herz folgt ihrem Lauf. Ich [wünscht']3, ich wäre ein Vöglein Und [zöge über das]4 Meer, Wohl über das Meer und weiter, Bis daß ich im Himmel wär'!
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- by Joseph Karl Benedikt, Freiherr von Eichendorff (1788 - 1857), "Die Stille", appears in Gedichte, in 4. Frühling und Liebe
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View original text (without footnotes)Confirmed with Aus dem Leben eines Taugenichts und das Marmorbild. Zwei Novellen nebst einem Anhange von Liedern und Romanzen, Berlin, Vereinsbuchhandlung, 1826, pages 215-216. Note: the spelling has been modernized. In the edition cited, "rät" is spelled "räth".
1 Bungert: "weiß es"; further changes may exist not shown above.2 Schumann: "sollt'"
3 Becker: "wollt'"
4 Becker: "flöge über's"
No one knows or guesses how glad I am, so glad! Alas, if only one could know it, just one - no other soul should know it! The snow outside is not so quiet - nor as mute and silent are the lofty stars, compared with my thoughts. I wish it were morning already; up would fly two larks, flying over each other, and my heart would follow their course. I wish I were a little bird - I would fly over the sea, well across the sea and farther, until I were in heaven!
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- a text in German (Deutsch) by Joseph Karl Benedikt, Freiherr von Eichendorff (1788 - 1857), "Die Stille", appears in Gedichte, in 4. Frühling und Liebe
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Translation of title "Die Stille" = "Silence"This text was added to the website between May 1995 and September 2003.
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Es war, als [hätt']1 der Himmel, Die Erde still geküßt, Daß sie im Blütenschimmer Von ihm [nun]2 träumen müßt. Die Luft ging durch die Felder, Die Ähren wogten sacht, Es rauschten leis die Wälder, So sternklar war die Nacht. Und meine Seele spannte Weit ihre Flügel aus, Flog [durch]3 die stillen [Lande]4, Als flöge sie nach Haus.
Text Authorship:
- by Joseph Karl Benedikt, Freiherr von Eichendorff (1788 - 1857), "Mondnacht", appears in Gedichte, in 6. Geistliche Gedichte
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View original text (without footnotes)Note for line 1: on the repetition in Thuille's song, "hätt'" becomes "hätte".
1 Hutter: "ob"; further changes may exist not shown above.2 Brahms, Schumann: "nur"
3 Thuille: "über"
4 Brahms: "Räume"
It was as if the sky Had quietly kissed the earth, So that, glistening with blossoms, She must only dream of him.1 The breeze wafted through the fields, The ears of corn waved gently, The forests rustled faintly, So sparkling clear was the night. And my soul stretched its wings out far, Flew through the still lands, as if it were flying home.
Text Authorship:
- Translation from German (Deutsch) to English copyright © by Emily Ezust
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Based on:
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View original text (without footnotes)Translation of title "Mondnacht" = "Moonlit night"
1 In German, "Die Erde" (the earth) is feminine and "Der Himmel" (the sky) is masculine.
This text was added to the website between May 1995 and September 2003.
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