English translations of Drei Lieder von Lenau, Uhland, und Eichendorff, opus 3
by Hermann (Gustav) Goetz (1840 - 1876)
Es weiß 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! 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', es wäre schon Morgen, Da fliegen zwei Lerchen auf, Die überfliegen einander, Mein Herz folgt ihrem Lauf. Ich wünscht', ich wäre ein Vöglein Und zöge über das Meer, Wohl über das Meer und weiter, Bis daß ich im Himmel wär'!
Text Authorship:
- by Joseph Karl Benedikt, Freiherr von Eichendorff (1788 - 1857), "Die Stille", appears in Gedichte, in 4. Frühling und Liebe
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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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- Translation from German (Deutsch) to English copyright © by Emily Ezust
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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.
Line count: 16
Word count: 92
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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Word count: 36
Die linden Lüfte sind erwacht, Sie säuseln und weben Tag und Nacht, Sie schaffen an allen Enden. O frischer Duft, o neuer Klang! Nun armes Herze, sey nicht bang! Nun muß sich Alles, Alles wenden. Die Welt wird schöner mit jedem Tag, Man weiß nicht, was noch kommen mag, Das Blühen es will nicht enden. Es blüht das fernste, tiefste Thal. Nun armes Herze, vergiß der Qual! Nun muß sich Alles, Alles wenden.
Text Authorship:
- by Johann Ludwig Uhland (1787 - 1862), "Frühlingsglaube", written 1812, appears in Lieder, in Frühlingslieder, no. 2, first published 1813
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Note: some editions have a typo in stanza 1, line 2: word 4 is "wehen". Lachner's score also has this typo.
Balmy breezes are awakened, They whisper and move day and night, And everywhere creative. O fresh scent, o new sound! Now, poor heart, don't be afraid. Now all, all must change. With each day the world grows fairer, One cannot know what is still to come, The flowering refuses to cease. Even the deepest, most distant valley is in flower. Now, poor heart, forget your torment. Now all, all must change.
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Based on:
- a text in German (Deutsch) by Johann Ludwig Uhland (1787 - 1862), "Frühlingsglaube", written 1812, appears in Lieder, in Frühlingslieder, no. 2, first published 1813
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Translation of title "Frühlingsglaube" = "Spring faith"
This text was added to the website between May 1995 and September 2003.
Line count: 12
Word count: 71