English translations of Drei leichte Terzetten für drei Frauenstimmen mit Begleitung des Pianoforte, opus 145

by Franz Paul Lachner (1803 - 1890)

1. Sonntag
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by Franz Paul Lachner (1803 - 1890), "Sonntag", op. 145 (Drei leichte Terzetten für drei Frauenstimmen mit Begleitung des Pianoforte) no. 1, published 1871 [ vocal trio for female voices with piano ], Leipzig, Seitz
Language: German (Deutsch) 
Der Sonntag ist gekommen,
Ein Sträußchen auf dem Hut;
Sein Aug ist mild und heiter,
Er meint's mit allen gut.

Er steiget auf die Berge,
Er wandelt durch das Tal,
Er ladet zum Gebete
Die Menschen allzumal.

Und wie in schönen Kleidern
Nun pranget jung und alt,
Hat er für sie geschmücket
Die Flur und auch den Wald.

Und wie er allen Freude
Und Frieden bringt und Ruh,
So ruf auch du nun jedem
"Gott grüß dich" freundlich zu.

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by August Heinrich Hoffmann von Fallersleben (1798 - 1874)
1. Sunday
Language: English 
Sunday has arrived,
A little nosegay on his hat;
His eye is mild and merry,
He has good intentions toward all.

He climbs the mountains,
He wanders through the valleys
To prayer he invites
People everywhere.

And as young and old
Show off their fine clothes,
He has decorated meadows
And forests for them.

And as he brings joy
And peace to all,
You too call out a friendly
"God greet you" to all.

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2. Der Abendstern
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by Franz Paul Lachner (1803 - 1890), "Der Abendstern", op. 145 (Drei leichte Terzetten für drei Frauenstimmen mit Begleitung des Pianoforte) no. 2, published 1871 [ vocal trio for female voices with piano ], Leipzig, Seitz
Language: German (Deutsch) 
Du lieblicher Stern,
Du leuchtest so fern,
Doch hab ich dich denoch 
Von Herzen so gern.

Wie lieb ich doch dich
So herzinniglich!
Dein funkelndes Äuglein
Blickt immer auf mich.

So blick ich nach dir,
Sei's dort oder hier:
Dein freundliches Äuglein
Steht immer vor mir.

Wie nickst du mir zu
In fröhlicher Ruh!
O liebliches Sternlein,
O wär ich wie du!

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by August Heinrich Hoffmann von Fallersleben (1798 - 1874)
2. You lovely star
Language: English 
You lovely star,
You shine from afar,
And so I hold you
Dearly in my heart.

How I do love you
So deep in my heart!
Your twinkling eyes
Look ever on me.

So I look to on you,
As you are there or here:
Your friendly eyes
Stand ever before me.

How you nod at me
In peaceful rest!
O lovely little star,
O were I like you!

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  • by Gary Bachlund (b. 1947), "You lovely star", copyright © 2008, (re)printed on this website with kind permission

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Translation © by Gary Bachlund (b. 1947)
3. Um Mitternacht
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by Franz Paul Lachner (1803 - 1890), "Um Mitternacht", op. 145 (Drei leichte Terzetten für drei Frauenstimmen mit Begleitung des Pianoforte) no. 3, published 1871 [ vocal trio for female voices with piano ], Leipzig, Seitz
Language: German (Deutsch) 
Gelassen stieg die Nacht an's Land,
Lehnt träumend an der Berge Wand,
Ihr Auge sieht die goldne Wage nun 
Der Zeit in gleichen Schalen stille ruhn;
  Und kecker rauschen die Quellen hervor,
  Sie singen der Mutter, der Nacht, in's Ohr
    Vom Tage,
  Vom heute gewesenen Tage.

Das uralt alte Schlummerlied,
Sie achtet's nicht, sie ist es müd';
Ihr klingt des Himmels Bläue süßer noch,
Der flücht'gen Stunden gleichgeschwung'nes Joch.
  Doch immer behalten die Quellen das Wort,
  Es singen die Wasser im Schlafe noch fort
    Vom Tage, 
  Vom heute gewesenen Tage.

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by Eduard Mörike (1804 - 1875)
3. At midnight
Language: English 
The night ascends calmly over the land,
leaning dreamily against the wall of the mountain,
its eyes now resting on the golden scales 
of time, in a similar poise of quiet peace;
and boldly murmur the springs,
singing to Mother Night, in her ear,
of the day 
that was today.

To the ancient lullaby
she pays no attention; she is weary.
To her, the blue heaven sounds sweeter,
the curved yoke of fleeing hours.
Yet the springs keep murmuring,
and the water keeps singing in slumber
of the day 
that was today.

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