English translations of Sechs Lieder für 1 Singstimme mit Pianoforte, opus 9

by Nikolay Filippovich Khristianovich (1828 - 1890)

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1. Ständchen  [sung text not yet checked]
by Nikolay Filippovich Khristianovich (1828 - 1890), "Ständchen", op. 9 (Sechs Lieder für 1 Singstimme mit Pianoforte) no. 1, published 1858 [ voice and piano ], Leipzig, Kistner
Language: German (Deutsch) 
Was wecken aus dem Schlummer mich
Für süße Klänge doch?
O Mutter, sieh! wer mag es sein,
[In]1 später Stunde noch?

"Ich [höre nichts, ich sehe]2 nichts,
O schlummre fort so lind!
Man bringt dir keine Ständchen [jetzt]3,
Du armes, krankes Kind!"

[Es ist nicht irdische Musik,
Was]4 mich so freudig macht;
Mich rufen Engel mit Gesang,
O Mutter, gute Nacht!

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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 141.

1 Randhartinger (song with string quartet): "In so"
2 Hensel: "sehe nichts, ich höre"; Randhartinger (song with string quartet): "höre nichts, ich höre"
3 Lang: "mehr"
4 Mendel: "Nicht irdische Musik ist es/ Das"

by Johann Ludwig Uhland (1787 - 1862)
1. The serenade
Language: English 
What sweet sounds awaken me
From my slumbers?
Oh mother, go see! Who might it be
At such a late hour yet?

"I don't hear anything, I don't see anything,
Oh, keep on slumbering so gently!
No one is coming to serenade you [now]1,
You poor sick child!"

It is not earthly music
That fills me with such joy.
The angels are calling me with song;
Oh mother, good night!

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Translated titles:
"Das Ständchen" = "The serenade"
"Ständchen" = "Serenade"
"Was wecken aus dem Schlummer mich" = "What awakens me from slumber"

1 Lang: "anymore"


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2. Die blauen Augen  [sung text not yet checked]
by Nikolay Filippovich Khristianovich (1828 - 1890), "Die blauen Augen", op. 9 (Sechs Lieder für 1 Singstimme mit Pianoforte) no. 2, published 1858 [ voice and piano ], Leipzig, Kistner
Language: German (Deutsch) 
  Mit deinen blauen Augen
Siehst du mich [lieblich]1 an,
Da ward mir so träumend zu Sinne,
Daß ich nicht sprechen kann.
 
  An deinen blauen Augen
Gedenk' ich allerwärts: --
Ein Meer von blauen Gedanken
Ergießt sich über mein Herz.

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Confirmed with: Heinrich Heine’s sämtliche Werke in vier Bänden, herausgegeben von Otto F. Lachmann, Erster Band, Leipzig: Druck und Verlag von Philipp Reclam jun, [1887], page 245.

1 Würz: "freundlich"

by Heinrich Heine (1797 - 1856)
2. With your blue eyes
Language: English 
With your blue eyes
You look at me lovingly,
Then my senses grow so dreamy
That I cannot speak.

Of your blue eyes
I am reminded everywhere:
A sea of blue thoughts
Pours forth over my heart.

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3. Das alte Lied  [sung text not yet checked]
by Nikolay Filippovich Khristianovich (1828 - 1890), "Das alte Lied", op. 9 (Sechs Lieder für 1 Singstimme mit Pianoforte) no. 3, published 1858 [ voice and piano ], Leipzig, Kistner
Language: German (Deutsch) 
Es war ein alter König,
sein Herz war schwer, sein [Haupt]1 war grau;
der arme alte König,
er nahm eine junge Frau.

Es war ein [schöner]2 Page,
blond war sein [Haupt]3, leicht war sein Sinn;
er trug die [seid'ne]4 Schleppe
der jungen Königin.

Kennst du das alte Liedchen?
Es klingt so süß, es klingt so trüb!
Sie mußten beide sterben,
sie hatten sich viel zu lieb.

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Confirmed with Neue Gedichte von H. Heine, Zweite Auflage, Hamburg, bei Hoffmann und Campe, 1844, page 28.

1 Diepenbrock: "Haar"
2 Schnorr von Carolsfeld, Zemlinsky: "junger"
3 Wolfrum: "Haar"
4 Goldschmidt: "seidene"

by Heinrich Heine (1797 - 1856)
3. There was an old king
Language: English 
 There was an old king,
 his heart was heavy, his head was gray;
 the poor, old king,
 he took a young wife.
 
 There was a handsome pageboy,
 blond was his hair, light was his manner;
 he carried the silk train
 of the young queen.
 
 Do you know this old song?
 It sounds so sweet, it sounds so troubled!
 They both had to die,
 for they loved each other too much.

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4. Der Tscherkessenknabe (Ein Traum)
by Nikolay Filippovich Khristianovich (1828 - 1890), "Der Tscherkessenknabe (Ein Traum)", op. 9 (Sechs Lieder für 1 Singstimme mit Pianoforte) no. 4, published 1858 [ voice and piano ], Leipzig, Kistner
Language: German (Deutsch) 
Er sagte mir
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5. Warum  [sung text not yet checked]
by Nikolay Filippovich Khristianovich (1828 - 1890), "Warum", op. 9 (Sechs Lieder für 1 Singstimme mit Pianoforte) no. 5, published 1858 [ voice and piano ], Leipzig, Kistner
Language: German (Deutsch) 
Warum sind [denn]1 die Rosen so blaß?
O sprich mein Lieb warum?
Warum sind denn im grünen Gras
Die blauen Veilchen so stumm?

Warum singt denn mit so kläglichem Laut,
Die Lerche in der Luft?
Warum steigt denn aus dem Balsamkraut
Verwelkter Blütenduft?

Warum scheint denn die Sonn' auf die Au,
So kalt und verdrießlich herab?
Warum ist denn die Erde so grau,
Und öde wie ein Grab?

Warum bin ich selbst so krank und so trüb?
Mein liebes Liebchen sprich
O sprich mein herzallerliebstes Lieb,
Warum verließest du mich?

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Confirmed with Heinrich Heine, Buch der Lieder, Hoffmann und Campe, Hamburg, 1827, page 129.

1 Zenger: "doch"

by Heinrich Heine (1797 - 1856)
5. Why are the roses so pale?
Language: English 
 Why are the roses so pale?
 o speak, my love, why?
 Why in the green grass
 are the blue violets so silent?
 
 Why with such a lamenting voice
 does the lark sing in the sky?
 Why from the balsam weed does there rise
 the scent of wilting blossoms?
 
 Why does the sun shine down on the meadow,
 so coldly and morosely?
 Why is the earth so gray
 and desolate like a grave?
 
 Why am I myself so ill and dull?
 My lovely darling speak,
 O speak, my heart's most beloved love,
 why have you abandoned me?

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6. Ein kleines Lied (Impromptu)  [sung text not yet checked]
by Nikolay Filippovich Khristianovich (1828 - 1890), "Ein kleines Lied (Impromptu)", op. 9 (Sechs Lieder für 1 Singstimme mit Pianoforte) no. 6, published 1858 [ voice and piano ], Leipzig, Kistner
Language: German (Deutsch) 
[Nun]1 die Schatten dunkeln,
Stern [an]2 Stern erwacht:
Welch ein Hauch der Sehnsucht
Flutet [in der]3 Nacht!

Durch das [Meer]4 der Träume
Steuert ohne Ruh',
[Steuert]5 meine Seele
Deiner Seele zu.

Die sich dir ergeben,
Nimm sie ganz dahin!
Ach, du weißt, daß nimmer
Ich [mein]6 eigen bin.

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Confirmed with Emanuel Geibel, Juniuslieder, Stuttgart und Tübingen: J.G. Cotta'scher Verlag, 1848, page 34.

1 Lewy: "Wenn"; further changes may exist not shown above.
2 Bolko von Hochberg: "bei"
3 Bolko von Hochberg, Hermann, Rubinstein, Schachner, Zumpe: "durch die"
4 Bolko von Hochberg: "Reich"
5 Hermann: "Sehnend"
6 Schachner: "mir"

by Emanuel von Geibel (1815 - 1884)
6. Now the shadows are darkening
Language: English 
Now the shadows are darkening
star after star is waking up:
what a breath of longing
is flooding through the night!

Across the sea of dreams,
steering ceaselessly
my soul is steering
towards your soul.

Anything that surrenders to you
is to be taken completely.
Oh, you know, that I am no longer
my own.

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