English translations of Vier Lieder, opus 3

by Lilo Martin (1908 - 1986 )

1. Frühlingsruhe  [sung text not yet checked]
by Lilo Martin (1908 - 1986 ), "Frühlingsruhe", op. 3 (Vier Lieder) no. 1 (1936) [ voice and orchestra ]
Language: German (Deutsch) 
Süßer, goldner Frühlingstag!
Inniges Entzücken!
Wenn mir je ein Lied gelang,
Sollt' es heut' nicht glücken?

Doch warum in dieser Zeit
An die Arbeit treten?
Frühling ist ein hohes Fest:
Laßt mich ruhn und beten!

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Confirmed with Uhlands Werke, Erster Teil, Gedichte, herausgegeben von Adalbert Silbermann, Berlin, Leipzig, Wien, Stuttgart: Deutsches Verlagshaus Bong & Co., [no year], page 40.


by Johann Ludwig Uhland (1787 - 1862)
1. Spring Festival
Language: English 
 Sweet, golden spring day!
 Heartfelt delight!
 If I were ever to attempt a song,
 should I not succeed today?
 
 Yet why at this time
 should I think of work?
 Spring is a high holiday:
 let me rest and pray!

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2. Scheideblick  [sung text not yet checked]
by Lilo Martin (1908 - 1986 ), "Scheideblick", op. 3 (Vier Lieder) no. 2 (1936) [ voice and orchestra ]
Language: German (Deutsch) 
Als ein unergründlich Wonnemeer
Strahlte mir dein [tiefer Seelenblick;]1
Scheiden mußt' ich ohne Wiederkehr,
Und ich habe scheidend all' mein Glück
Still versenkt in dieses tiefe Meer.

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Confirmed with Nicolaus Lenau’s sämtliche Werke, herausgegeben von G. Emil Barthel, Leipzig: Druck und Verlag von Philipp Reclam jun., [no year], page 131.

1 Lang: "seelenvoller Blick!"

by Nikolaus Lenau (1802 - 1850)
2. Glance at parting
Language: English 
Like an unfathomable ocean of joy
Your soulful gaze shone for me!
I had to take leave, knowing I would never return,
And as I departed, I quietly sank
All my happiness into this deep ocean.

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3. Nachtgesang  [sung text not yet checked]
by Lilo Martin (1908 - 1986 ), "Nachtgesang", op. 3 (Vier Lieder) no. 3 (1936) [ voice and orchestra ]
Language: German (Deutsch) 
Über allen [Gipfeln]1
Ist Ruh',
In allen Wipfeln
Spürest du
Kaum einen Hauch;
Die [Vögelein]2 schweigen im Walde.
Warte nur, balde
Ruhest du auch.3

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Confirmed with Goethe's Werke. Vollständige Ausgabe letzter Hand. Erster Band. Stuttgart und Tübingen, in der J.G.Cotta'schen Buchhandlung. 1827, page 109; and with Goethe's Werke. Erster Band. Stuttgart und Tübingen, in der J. G. Cotta'schen Buchhandlung. 1815, page 99.

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.

1 Flügel, Gaugler, Hasse, Radecke: "Wipfeln" (according to the incipits given in Hofmeister) ; further changes may exist not noted above.
2 Greith, Schubert: "Vöglein"
3 Lachner adds 
Über allen Wipfeln
Ist Ruh',
Balde
Ruhest du auch.

by Johann Wolfgang von Goethe (1749 - 1832)
3. Over all the peaks it is peaceful
Language: English 
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.

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4. Glück  [sung text not yet checked]
by Lilo Martin (1908 - 1986 ), "Glück", op. 3 (Vier Lieder) no. 4 (1936) [ voice and orchestra ]
Language: German (Deutsch) 
Wie jauchzt meine Seele
Und singet in sich!
Kaum, daß ich's verhehle,
So glücklich bin ich.

Rings Menschen sich drehen
Und sprechen gescheut,
Ich kann nichts verstehen,
So fröhlich zerstreut. -

Zu eng wird das Zimmer,
Wie glänzet das Feld,
Die Täler voll Schimmer,
Weit, herrlich die Welt!

Gepreßt bricht die Freude
Durch Riegel und Schloß,
Fort über die Heide!
Ach, hätt' ich ein Roß! -

Und frag' ich und sinn' ich,
Wie so mir geschehn? -
Mein Liebchen herzinnig,
Das soll ich heut' sehn.

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by Joseph Karl Benedikt, Freiherr von Eichendorff (1788 - 1857)
4.
Language: English 
How my soul rejoices
And sings within!
I can hardly conceal
How happy I am.

Everyone turns around
And speaks timidly,
I don’t understand anything,
So happy amused.

The room feels too close,
How the meadow gleams,
The valleys all a-shimmer,
Glorious the wide world!

Condensed, joy breaks
Through latch and lock,
Forth over the moor!
Ah, if only I had a horse!

And I ask and I ponder,
How is this happening to me?
The dearest one of my heart,
Who I will see today.

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