English translations of 3 Lieder für Mezzo-Sopran, Alt oder Bariton, opus 14
by Carl Ludwig Amand Mangold (1813 - 1889)
Auf geheimem Waldespfade Schleich' ich gern im Abendschein An das öde Schilfgestade, Mädchen, und gedenke dein! Wenn sich dann der Busch verdüstert, Rauscht das Rohr geheimnisvoll, Und es klaget und es flüstert, Daß ich weinen, weinen soll. Und ich mein', ich höre wehen Leise deiner Stimme Klang, Und im Weiher untergehen Deinen lieblichen Gesang.
Text Authorship:
- by Nikolaus Lenau (1802 - 1850), no title, appears in Gedichte, in 1. Erstes Buch, in Sehnsucht, in Schilflieder, no. 3
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Along a secret forest path I like to creep in the evening light; I go to the desolate, reedy banks, and think, my maiden, of you! As the bushes grow dark, the reeds hiss mysteriously, and lament and whisper, and thus I have to weep and weep. And I think that I hear wafting the gentle sound of your voice, and down into the pond sinks your lovely song.
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Translation of title "Schilflied" = "Reed song"This text was added to the website between May 1995 and September 2003.
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Drüben [geht]1 die Sonne scheiden, Und der müde Tag entschlief. [Niederhangen]2 hier die Weiden In den Teich, so still, so tief. Und ich muß mein Liebstes meiden: Quill, o Thräne, quill hervor! Traurig säuseln hier die Weiden, Und im Winde bebt das Rohr. [In mein stilles, tiefes Leiden]3 [Strahlst du, Ferne! hell und mild]4, [Wie durch Binsen hier und Weiden Strahlt des Abendsternes Bild.]5
Text Authorship:
- by Nikolaus Lenau (1802 - 1850), no title, appears in Gedichte, in 1. Erstes Buch, in Sehnsucht, in Schilflieder, no. 1
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View original text (without footnotes)Confirmed with Nicolaus Lenau’s sämtliche Werke, herausgegeben von G. Emil Barthel, Leipzig: Druck und Verlag von Philipp Reclam jun., [no year], page 13.
1 Marteau: "ging"2 Moór: "Niederhängen"
3 Bochkoltz-Falconi: "In mein tiefes, stilles Leiden"; Lang: "Wie durch Binsen hier und Weiden"
4 Lang: "Strahlt des Abendsternes Bild"; Moór: "Strahltest du, Ferne! hell und mild"
5 Lang: "In mein stilles, tiefes Leiden/ Strahlst du, Ferne! hell und mild."
The sun is sinking over there, and the weary day has fallen asleep. The willows here hang down into the pond, so still, so deep. And I must part from my dearest; well up, 0 tears, well up within me! The willows rustle mournfully here, and the reed trembles in the wind. Into my silent, deep sorrow, Shine, distance! bright and mild - just as, through weeds and willows here, the evening star's image shines.
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So wahr die Sonne scheinet, [So wahr die Wolke weinet, So wahr die Flamme sprüht]1, So wahr der Frühling blüht; So wahr hab' ich empfunden, Wie ich dich halt' umwunden: Du liebst mich, wie ich dich, Dich lieb' ich, wie du mich. Die Sonne mag verscheinen, Die Wolke nicht mehr weinen, Die Flamme mag versprühn, Der Frühling nicht mehr blühn! Wir wollen uns umwinden Und immer so empfinden; Du liebst mich, wie ich dich, Dich lieb' ich, wie du mich.
Text Authorship:
- by Friedrich Rückert (1788 - 1866), no title, appears in Lyrische Gedichte, in 3. Liebesfrühling, in 1. Erster Strauß. Erwacht, no. 13
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View original text (without footnotes)1 Schumann (op. 101): "So wahr die Flamme sprüht,/ So wahr die Wolke weinet"
As truly as the sun shines, as truly as the clouds weep, as truly as the flames spark, as truly as Spring blooms, as truly as I felt as I held you in my embrace, you love me, as I love you, I love you, as you love me. The sun may stop shining, the clouds may weep no more, the flames may die down, Spring may blossom no more! but let us embrace and feel this way forever; You love me as I love you, and I love you as you love me.
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- Translation from German (Deutsch) to English copyright © by Emily Ezust
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Based on:
- a text in German (Deutsch) by Friedrich Rückert (1788 - 1866), no title, appears in Lyrische Gedichte, in 3. Liebesfrühling, in 1. Erster Strauß. Erwacht, no. 13
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