English translations of Sechs Lieder von Goethe für Sopran, Alt, Tenor und Bass, opus 25
by Moritz Hauptmann (1792 - 1868)
Wie Feld und Au So blinkend im Thau! Wie Perlen-schwer Die Pflanzen umher! Wie durch's Gebüsch Die Winde so frisch! Wie laut, im hellen Sonnenstrahl, Die süßen Vöglein allzumahl! Ach! aber da, Wo Liebchen ich sah, Im Kämmerlein, So nieder und klein, So rings bedeckt, Der Sonne versteckt -- Wo blieb die Erde weit und breit Mit aller ihrer Herrlichkeit?
Text Authorship:
- sometimes misattributed to Johann Wolfgang von Goethe (1749 - 1832)
- by Johann Georg Jacobi (1740 - 1814), "Der Sommer-Tag"
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Modern German would change the following spellings: "Thau" -> "Tau", "allzumahl" -> "allzumal"
Note: Goethe mistakenly included this poem in his works in 1815. Several composers therefore attributed it erroneously to him (including Wolf and Franz). Referenced in Max Friedlaender's Das deutsche Lied im 18. Jahrhundert, Stuttgart: J. G. Cotta'sche Buchhandlung Nachfolger, 1902, reprint: Hildesheim: Georg Olms Verlagsbuchhandlung, 1962.
Like field and meadow Gleaming in the dew! Heavy as pearls Are the plants around! And through the bushes The wind is so fresh! And loud in the bright sunbeam Are the sweet small birds! Oh, but there Where my sweetheart I saw In the little chamber So lowly and small Thus covered round about Hidden from the sun Where the earth remained far and broad With all of its splendor!
Text Authorship:
- Translation from German (Deutsch) to English copyright © 2011 by David Guess, (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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Über allen Gipfeln Ist Ruh', In allen Wipfeln Spürest du Kaum einen Hauch; Die Vögelein schweigen im Walde. Warte nur, balde Ruhest du auch.
Text Authorship:
- by Johann Wolfgang von Goethe (1749 - 1832), "Ein Gleiches", written 1780, first published 1815
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Note: in many older editions, the spelling of the capitalized word "über" becomes "Ueber", but this is often due to the printing process and not to rules of orthography, since the lower-case version is not "ueber", so we use "Über".
See also J.D. Falk's poem Unter allen Wipfeln ist Ruh.
Over all the peaks it is peaceful, in all the treetops you feel hardly a breath of wind; the little birds are silent in the forest... only wait - soon you will rest as well.
Text Authorship:
- Translation from German (Deutsch) to English copyright © by Emily Ezust
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Zwischen Weizen und Korn, Zwischen Hecken und Dorn, Zwischen Bäumen und Gras, Wo gehts Liebchen? Sag mir das. Fand mein Holdchen Nicht daheim; Muß das Goldchen Draußen sein. Grünt und blühet Schön der Mai; Liebchen ziehet Froh und frei. An dem Felsen beim Fluß, Wo sie reichte den Kuß, Jenen ersten im Gras, Seh' ich etwas! Ist sie das? --
Text Authorship:
- by Johann Wolfgang von Goethe (1749 - 1832), "Mailied", written 1812?
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Note: The modernized spelling of "Weizen" is "Waizen". See also this placeholder for songs with the title "Mailied" that might or might not refer to this poem.
Between wheat and corn, Between thicket and thorn, Between trees and grass, Where has my sweetheart gone? Tell me. I did not find my darling At home. My treasure Must be outside. May is blooming Green and fair - My love must be wandering, Happy and free. At the cliffs by the river, where she bestowed the kiss, that first one in the grass - Do I see something? Is it she?
Text Authorship:
- Translation from German (Deutsch) to English copyright © by Emily Ezust
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"Mailied" = "May song"
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Sah ein Knab' ein Röslein stehn, Röslein auf der Heiden, War so jung und morgenschön, Lief er schnell es nah zu sehn, Sah's mit vielen Freuden. Röslein, Röslein, Röslein roth, Röslein auf der Heiden. Knabe sprach: ich breche dich, Röslein auf der Heiden! Röslein sprach: ich steche dich, Daß du ewig denkst an mich, Und ich will's nicht leiden. Röslein, Röslein, Röslein roth, Röslein auf der Heiden. Und der wilde Knabe brach 's Röslein auf der Heiden; Röslein wehrte sich und stach, Half ihr doch kein Weh und Ach, Mußt' es eben leiden. Röslein, Röslein, Röslein roth, Röslein auf der Heiden.
Text Authorship:
- by Johann Wolfgang von Goethe (1749 - 1832), "Heidenröslein", written 1771, first published 1772
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First published in a different version by Johann Gottfried Herder in 1772 with the title "Fabelliedchen", and again in 1779 with the title "Röschen auf der Heide" (see below).
Passing lad a rose blossom spied, Blossom on the heath growing, 'Twas so fair and of youthful pride, Raced he fast to be near its side, Saw it with joy o'erflowing. Blossom, blossom, blossom red, Blossom on the heath growing. Said the lad: I shall pick thee, Blossom on the heath growing! Blossom spoke: Then I'll prick thee, That thou shalt ever think of me, And I'll not be allowing. Blossom, blossom, blossom red, Blossom on the heath growing. And the lusty lad did pick The blossom on the heath growing; Blossom, in defense, did prick, 'Twas, alas, but a harmless nick, Had to be allowing. Blossom, blossom, blossom red, Blossom on the heath growing.
Text Authorship:
- Translation from German (Deutsch) to English copyright © 1996 by Walter Meyer, (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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Tage der Wonne
Kommt ihr so bald?
Schenkt mir die Sonne,
Hügel und Wald?
Reichlicher fließen
Bächlein zumal.
Sind es die Wiesen
Ist es das Thal?
Bläuliche Frische!
Himmel und Höh!
Goldene Fische
Wimmeln im See.
Buntes Gefieder
Rauschet im Hain;
Himmlische Lieder
Schallen darein.
...
Leise Bewegung
Bebt in der Luft,
Reizende Regung,
Schläfernder Duft.
Mächtiger rühret
Bald sich ein Hauch,
Doch er verlieret
Gleich sich im Strauch.
Aber zum Busen
Kehrt er zurück.
Helfet, ihr Musen,
Tragen das Glück!
Saget seit gestern
Wie mir geschah?
Liebliche Schwestern,
Liebchen ist da!
Text Authorship:
- by Johann Wolfgang von Goethe (1749 - 1832), "Frühzeitiger Frühling", written 1801, first published 1803
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Days of joy,
Have you come so soon?
To give me the sun,
Hill and Forest?
Amply flow
the brooklets again,
Are those meadows?
Is this a valley?
Blue freshness!
Heaven and heights!
Golden fishes
Teeming in the sea.
Colorful plumage
Rustles in the grove,
Heavenly songs
Resound therein!
[ ... ]
Gentle movements
shake in the fresh air,
the lovely stirring
Of sleepy fragrance.
Powerfully stirs
a breath of air,
Yet it loses
itself in a bush.
But to the bosom
It turns back,
Help [me], o Muses,
To bear [this] Happiness!
Tell me how, since yesterday,
it happened to me,
lovely sisters -
My sweetheart is there!
Text Authorship:
- Translation from German (Deutsch) to English copyright © by Emily Ezust
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Word count: 118
Hoch auf dem alten Thurme steht Des Helden edler Geist, Der, wie das Schiff vorübergeht, Es wohl zu fahren heißt. "Sieh, diese Senne war so stark, Dieß Herz so fest und wild, Die Knochen voll von Rittermark, Der Becher angefüllt; "Mein halbes Leben stürmt' ich fort, Verdehnt' die Hälft' in Ruh, Und du, du Menschen-Schifflein dort, Fahr' immer, immer zu!"
Text Authorship:
- by Johann Wolfgang von Goethe (1749 - 1832), "Geistes-Gruß", written 1774, first published 1789
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High up on the ancient tower stands The hero's noble ghost, Which, whenever a boat passes by, Bids it a fair journey. "Behold, this muscle was once strong, This heart so firm and savage, These bones full of a Knight's marrow, The cup overflowing; "Half my life I stormed forth, I spent the other half in peace; And you, you little man-made boat, Journey ever, ever forth!"
Text Authorship:
- Translation from German (Deutsch) to English copyright © by Emily Ezust
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Word count: 67