English translations of Vier Lieder und Gesänge für 1 Singstimme mit Pianofortebegleitung, opus 34
by Friedrich Gernsheim (1839 - 1916)
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Weil' auf mir, du dunkles Auge, Übe deine ganze Macht, Ernste, milde, träumerische, Unergründlich süße Nacht! Nimm mit deinem Zauberdunkel Diese Welt von hinnen mir, Daß du über meinem Leben Einsam schwebest für und für.
Text Authorship:
- by Nikolaus Lenau (1802 - 1850), "Bitte", appears in Gedichte, in 1. Erstes Buch, in Sehnsucht
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Linger on me, dark eyes - exert your entire power, somber, mild, dream-like, unfathomably sweet night. With your magic darkness take from me this world, so that above my life you alone will float forever and ever.
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- Translation from German (Deutsch) to English copyright © by Emily Ezust
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- a text in German (Deutsch) by Nikolaus Lenau (1802 - 1850), "Bitte", appears in Gedichte, in 1. Erstes Buch, in Sehnsucht
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Line count: 8
Word count: 36
Ich schlage dich, mein Tambourin; Ich schwinge mich als Tänzerin; Ich schlage dich so wild, so wild, Weil ich so trüb, so trübe bin, Beschwüre gerne meine Pein, Betäubte gerne meinen Sinn; Doch ewig ist mein Kummer wach, Doch ewig ist mein Frieden hin. Ach, käme dir ein Ahnen nur, Wie krank ich im Gemüthe bin, Du tönetest nur Herzeleid Ob deiner armen Schlägerin.
Text Authorship:
- by Georg Friedrich Daumer (1800 - 1875), no title, appears in Hafis - Eine Sammlung persischer Gedichte, in Poetische Zugaben aus verschiedenen Ländern und Völkern, in Zigeunerisch, no. 8, first published 1846
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I beat you, my tambourine; I twirl as a dancer; I beat you so wildly, so wildly, Because I am so miserable, so miserable, I would gladly benumb my pain, I would gladly stupefy my mind; But my sorrow is ever wakeful, But my peace is gone for all eternity. Ah, if you only had an inkling Of how sick my spirit is, You would sound only heartache Over the poor girl who beats you.
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- Translation from German (Deutsch) to English copyright © 2024 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 Georg Friedrich Daumer (1800 - 1875), no title, appears in Hafis - Eine Sammlung persischer Gedichte, in Poetische Zugaben aus verschiedenen Ländern und Völkern, in Zigeunerisch, no. 8, first published 1846
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Translations of title(s):
"An mein Tambourin" = "To my tambourine"
"Die Zigeunerin" = "The gypsy girl"
"Ich schlage dich, mein Tambourin" = "I beat you, my tambourine"
"Ich schlage dich, mein Tamburin" = "I beat you, my tambourine"
"Tamburinen" = "Tambourines"
"Zigeunerisch" = "Gypsy-like"
"Zigeunerlied" = "Gypsy song"
This text was added to the website: 2024-04-09
Line count: 12
Word count: 76
Komm, Mädchen, an dein Fenster, Komm, wenn die Schatten düstern, Komm, wenn die Sterne funkeln, Und halte deine Wacht! Ich werde dir im Dunkeln, Ein Wörtchen, ein geheimes, Zigeunerisches, flüstern; Dann rette dich in's Freie, Dann wirf dich an die Brust mir, Dann fliehe mit dem Liebsten Vertraulich in die Nacht.
Text Authorship:
- by Georg Friedrich Daumer (1800 - 1875), no title, appears in Hafis - Eine Sammlung persischer Gedichte, in Poetische Zugaben aus verschiedenen Ländern und Völkern, in Zigeunerisch, no. 4, first published 1846
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Come, maiden, to your window, come when the shadows grow dark, come, when the stars twinkle, come, and end your vigil. I will whisper to you in the darkness one little word, an arcane word known [only] to the Romani! Then you will escape to freedom, then you will throw yourself on my breast, then you will flee with your beloved in secret through the night.
Text Authorship:
- Translation from German (Deutsch) to English copyright © 2020 by Emily Ezust
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- a text in German (Deutsch) by Georg Friedrich Daumer (1800 - 1875), no title, appears in Hafis - Eine Sammlung persischer Gedichte, in Poetische Zugaben aus verschiedenen Ländern und Völkern, in Zigeunerisch, no. 4, first published 1846
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Translation of titles
"Zigeunerisches Ständchen" = "Romani serenade"
"Zigeunerständchen" = "Romani serenade"
Note for line 7: "Zigeunerisches" refers to the Romani people, formerly known pejoratively as "Gypsies".
This text was added to the website: 2020-02-06
Line count: 11
Word count: 66
Die ihr schwebet Um diese Palmen In Nacht und Wind, Ihr heilgen Engel, Stillet die Wipfel! Es schlummert mein Kind. Ihr Palmen von Bethlehem Im Windesbrausen, Wie mögt ihr heute So zornig sausen! O rauscht nicht also! Schweiget, neiget Euch leis und lind; Stillet die Wipfel! Es schlummert mein Kind. Der Himmelsknabe Duldet Beschwerde, Ach, wie so müd er ward Vom Leid der Erde. Ach nun im Schlaf ihm Leise gesänftigt Die Qual zerrinnt, Stillet die Wipfel! Es schlummert mein Kind. Grimmige Kälte Sauset hernieder, Womit nur deck ich Des Kindleins Glieder! O all ihr Engel, Die ihr geflügelt Wandelt im Wind, Stillet die Wipfel! Es schlummert mein Kind.
Text Authorship:
- by Emanuel von Geibel (1815 - 1884), appears in Spanisches Liederbuch, in 1. Geistliche Lieder, no. 4 [an adaptation]
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- a text in Spanish (Español) by Lope Felix de Vega Carpio (1562 - 1635), no title, appears in Pastores de Belén. Prosas y Versos Divinos
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You who hover Around these palms In night and wind, You holy angels, Silence the treetops, My child is sleeping. You palms of Bethlehem In the roaring wind, How can you today Bluster so angrily! O roar not so! Be still, bow Softly and gently; Silence the treetops! My child is sleeping. The child of heaven Endures the discomfort, Oh, how tired he has become Of earthly sorrow. Oh, now in sleep, Gently softened, His pain fades, Silence the treetops! My child is sleeping. Fierce cold Comes rushing, How shall I cover The little child's limbs? O all you angels, You winged ones Wandering in the wind. Silence the treetops! My child is sleeping.
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- Translation from German (Deutsch) to English copyright © by Lawrence Snyder and Rebecca Plack, (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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Based on:
- a text in German (Deutsch) by Emanuel von Geibel (1815 - 1884), appears in Spanisches Liederbuch, in 1. Geistliche Lieder, no. 4 [an adaptation]
Based on:
- a text in Spanish (Español) by Lope Felix de Vega Carpio (1562 - 1635), no title, appears in Pastores de Belén. Prosas y Versos Divinos
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This text was added to the website: 2003-11-08
Line count: 33
Word count: 115