English translations of Neun Lieder für 1 Singstimme mit Pianoforte, opus 5

by Friedrich August Naubert (1839 - 1897)

1. Schilflied  [sung text not yet checked]
by Friedrich August Naubert (1839 - 1897), "Schilflied", op. 5 (Neun Lieder für 1 Singstimme mit Pianoforte) no. 1, published 1877 [ voice and piano ], Weimar, Kühn
Language: German (Deutsch) 
Auf dem Teich, dem Regungslosen,
Weilt des Mondes holder Glanz,
Flechtend seine bleichen Rosen
In des Schilfes grünen Kranz.

Hirsche wandeln dort am Hügel,
Blicken [in]1 die Nacht empor;
Manchmal regt sich das Geflügel
Träumerisch im tiefen Rohr.

Weinend muß mein Blick sich senken;
Durch die tiefste Seele geht
Mir ein süßes Deingedenken,
Wie ein stilles Nachtgebet.

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1 Mendelssohn: "durch"

by Nikolaus Lenau (1802 - 1850)
1. On the pond, the motionless one
Language: English 
 On the pond, the motionless one,
 rests the moon's lovely gleam,
 weaving its pale roses
 into a green garland of reeds.
 
 Deer wander there on the hill,
 gazing up through the night;
 often, winged things stir
 dreamily in the tall reeds.
 
 Weeping, I must lower my gaze;
 through the depths of my soul pass
 sweet thoughts of you,
 like a quiet night prayer.

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2. Gelb rollt mir zu Füssen der brausende Kur  [sung text not yet checked]
by Friedrich August Naubert (1839 - 1897), "Gelb rollt mir zu Füssen der brausende Kur", op. 5 (Neun Lieder für 1 Singstimme mit Pianoforte) no. 2, published 1877 [ voice and piano ], Weimar, Kühn
Language: German (Deutsch) 
Gelb rollt mir zu Füßen der brausende Kur,
im tanzenden Wellengetriebe,
hell lächelt die Sonne, mein Herz und die Flur,
o wenn es doch immer so bliebe.

Rot funkelt im Glas der kachetische Wein,
es füllt mir das Glas meine Liebe,
und ich saug' mit dem Wein ihre Blicke ein,
o wenn es doch immer so bliebe.

Die Sonne geht unter, schon dunkelt die Nacht,
doch mein Herz, gleich dem Sterne der Liebe,
flammt im tiefsten Dunkel, in hellster Pracht,
o wenn es doch immer so bliebe.

In das schwarze Meer deiner Augen rauscht,
der reißende Strom meiner Liebe;
komm, Mädchen, es dunkelt, und niemand lauscht,
o wenn es doch immer so bliebe.

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by Friedrich Martin von Bodenstedt (1819 - 1892)
2.
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Golden swells at my feet the rushing Kura River
In the dancing bustle of the waves,
The sun smiles brightly, as do my heart and the meadow,
Oh, that it would ever remain thus!

The Kakhetian wine sparkles red in the glass,
My glass is filled by my beloved,
And with the wine I draw in her glances as well,
Oh,that it would ever remain thus!

The sun is sinking, already night is darkening,
But my heart, like the star of love,
Flames in the deepest darkness, in brightest splendour.
Oh, that it would ever remain thus!

Into the black sea of your eyes rushes
The raging river of my love;
Come, maiden, it is getting dark and no one is eavesdropping.
Oh, that it would ever remain thus!

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"Gelb rollt mir zu Füßen" = "Golden swells at my feet"
"O, wenn es doch immer so bliebe" = "Oh, that it would ever remain thus"
"Gelb rollt mir zu Füssen der brausende Kur" = "Golden swells at my feet the rushing Kura River"
"Lied des Mirza Schaffy" = "Song of Mirza Schaffy"



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3. Die helle Sonne leuchtet  [sung text not yet checked]
by Friedrich August Naubert (1839 - 1897), "Die helle Sonne leuchtet", op. 5 (Neun Lieder für 1 Singstimme mit Pianoforte) no. 3, published 1877 [ voice and piano ], Weimar, Kühn
Language: German (Deutsch) 
Die helle Sonne leuchtet
  Auf's weite Meer hernieder,
Und alle Wellen zittern
  Von ihrem Glanze wieder.

Du spiegelst Dich, wie die Sonne,
  Im Meere meiner Lieder!
Sie alle glühn und zittern
  Von Deinem Glanze wieder!

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Confirmed with Die Lieder des Mirza-Schaffy mit einem Prolog von Friedrich Bodenstedt, Einunddreißigste Auflage, Berlin, Verlag der Königlichen Geheimen Ober-Hofbuchdruckerei, 1870, page 124.


by Friedrich Martin von Bodenstedt (1819 - 1892)
3. The bright sun shines
Language: English 
The bright sun shines
Down upon the wide ocean,
And all the waves tremble
In response to her effulgence.

Like the sun, you are reflected
In the ocean of my songs!
They all glow and tremble
In response to your effulgence!

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"Die helle Sonne leuchtet" = "The bright sun shines"
"Nachklänge (2)" = "Echoes (2)"
"Die helle Sonne" = "The bright sun"
"An Zuleikha" = "To Suleika"
"Zuleikha" = "Suleika"



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4. Und was die Sonne glüht  [sung text not yet checked]
by Friedrich August Naubert (1839 - 1897), "Und was die Sonne glüht", op. 5 (Neun Lieder für 1 Singstimme mit Pianoforte) no. 4, published 1877 [ voice and piano ], Weimar, Kühn
Language: German (Deutsch) 
Und was die Sonne glüht,
Was Wind und Welle singt,
Und was die Rose blüht
Was auf zum Himmel klingt
Und was vom Himmel nieder
Das weht durch mein Gemüth
Das klingt durch meine Lieder.

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by Friedrich Martin von Bodenstedt (1819 - 1892)
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5. Lebe wohl, mein Lieb  [sung text not yet checked]
by Friedrich August Naubert (1839 - 1897), "Lebe wohl, mein Lieb", op. 5 (Neun Lieder für 1 Singstimme mit Pianoforte) no. 5, published 1877 [ voice and piano ], Weimar, Kühn
Language: German (Deutsch) 
Lebe wohl, [lebe]1 wohl, mein Lieb!
Muß noch heute scheiden.
[Einen Kuß, einen Kuß mir gib]2!
Muß dich ewig meiden. 

[Eine Blüt', eine Blüt' mir brich]3
Von dem Baum im Garten!
[Keine Frucht, keine Frucht für mich!]4
Darf sie nicht erwarten.

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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 53.

1 Fröhlich: "leb'"
2 Fröhlich: "Einen Kuß mir noch gib"; Karg-Elert: "Einen Kuß, einen Kuß für mich"
3 Fröhlich: "Eine Blüte mir noch brich"
4 Fröhlich: "Keine Frucht mehr für mich"

by Johann Ludwig Uhland (1787 - 1862)
5. Farewell
Language: English 
Farewell, farewell, my love!
I must leave today.
One kiss, give me one kiss!
For I must leave you forever.

One blossom, pick me one blossom
From the tree in the garden!
No fruit, no fruit for me! --
I dare not expect it.

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6. Morgenlied  [sung text not yet checked]
by Friedrich August Naubert (1839 - 1897), "Morgenlied", op. 5 (Neun Lieder für 1 Singstimme mit Pianoforte) no. 6, published 1877 [ voice and piano ], Weimar, Kühn
Language: German (Deutsch) 
Noch ahnt man kaum der Sonne Licht, 
Noch sind die Morgenglocken nicht 
Im finstern Tal erklungen.

Wie still des Waldes weiter Raum! 
Die Vöglein zwitschern nur im Traum, 
Kein Sang hat sich erschwungen.

Ich hab' mich längst ins Feld gemacht, 
Und habe schon dies Lied erdacht, 
Und hab' es laut gesungen

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by Johann Ludwig Uhland (1787 - 1862)
6. Morning song / Sunlight
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One hardly yet expects the sun light,
The morning-bells have not
In the darkened valley yet sounded.

How quiet is the forest's wide realm!
The birds chirp only in their dreams,
No song has yet been offered.

I have myself been long in the fields,
And have devised this song already,
And have sung it loudly

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7. An die Entfernte  [sung text not yet checked]
by Friedrich August Naubert (1839 - 1897), "An die Entfernte", op. 5 (Neun Lieder für 1 Singstimme mit Pianoforte) no. 7, published 1877 [ voice and piano ], Weimar, Kühn
Language: German (Deutsch) 
So hab ich wirklich dich verloren,
Bist du, o [Schöne]1, mir entflohn?
Noch [klingt]2 in den gewohnten Ohren
Ein jedes Wort, ein jeder Ton.

So wie des Wandrers Blick am Morgen
Vergebens in die Lüfte dringt,
[Wenn]3, in dem blauen Raum verborgen,
Hoch über ihm die Lerche singt:

So dringet ängstlich hin und wieder
Durch Feld und [Busch und Wald]4 mein Blick;
Dich rufen alle meine Lieder;
O komm, Geliebte, mir zurück!

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Confirmed with Goethe's Werke, Vollständige Ausgabe letzter Hand, Erster Band, Stuttgart und Tübingen, in der J.G.Cottaschen Buchhandlung, 1827, page 67; and with Goethe's Schriften, Achter Band, Leipzig, bey Georg Joachim Göschen, 1789, page 117.

1 Berger: "Teure"
2 Hensel: "tönt"
3 Schubert (Neue Gesamtausgabe): "Wann"
4 Hensel: "Wald und Busch"

by Johann Wolfgang von Goethe (1749 - 1832)
7. To the distant one
Language: English 
So have I truly lost you?
Have you, o fair one, fled from me?
Yet still I can hear in my accustomed ears 
Every word, every tone of your voice.

Just as the wanderer's gaze in the morning
Searchingly pierces the heavens in vain
When, concealed in the blue expanse
High above, the lark sings to him:

So does my gaze anxiously search here and there,
Through field and bush and forest,
Singing to you through all my songs,
O come, my darling, back to me!

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8. Nachgefühl  [sung text not yet checked]
by Friedrich August Naubert (1839 - 1897), "Nachgefühl", op. 5 (Neun Lieder für 1 Singstimme mit Pianoforte) no. 8, published 1877 [ voice and piano ], Weimar, Kühn
Language: German (Deutsch) 
Wenn die Reben wieder blühen, 
Rühret sich der Wein im Fasse,
Wenn die Rosen wieder glühen,
Weiß ich nicht, wie mir geschieht.

Tränen rinnen von den Wangen,
Was ich tue, was ich lasse,
Nur ein unbestimmt Verlangen
Fühl ich, das die Brust durchglüht.

Und zuletzt muß ich mir sagen,
Wenn ich mich bedenk und fasse,
Daß in solchen schönen Tagen
Doris einst für mich geglüht.

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by Johann Wolfgang von Goethe (1749 - 1832)
8. Emotional retrospect
Language: English 
When the grapes are in blossom,
The wine is being stirred in the barrel,
When the roses are in blossom,
Then I do not know what is happening to me.

Tears run down my cheeks,
No matter what I do,
I only feel an unknown desire
Straight from my heart.

Finally, when I take a moment to think, 
I do remember that
On such lovely days,
Doris used to show me her love.

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9. Erster Verlust  [sung text not yet checked]
by Friedrich August Naubert (1839 - 1897), "Erster Verlust", op. 5 (Neun Lieder für 1 Singstimme mit Pianoforte) no. 9, published 1877 [ voice and piano ], Weimar, Kühn
Language: German (Deutsch) 
Ach wer bringt die schönen Tage,
Jene Tage der ersten Liebe,
Ach wer bringt nur eine Stunde
Jener holden Zeit zurück!

Einsam nähr' ich meine Wunde
Und mit stets erneuter Klage
Traur' ich [um's verlorne]1 Glück.

Ach, wer bringt die schönen Tage,
[Jene holde Zeit zurück!]2

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Confirmed with Goethe's Werke, Vollständige Ausgabe letzter Hand, Erster Band, Stuttgart und Tübingen, in der J.G.Cottaschen Buchhandlung, 1827, page 63; and with Goethe's Schriften. Achter Band. Leipzig, bey Georg Joachim Göschen, 1789, page 113.

First written 1785 by Goethe for his fragmentary Singspiel "Die ungleichen Hausgenossen" (Arie der Baronesse, Act II), with different stanzas 2 and 3.

1 Nägeli: "um verlornes"
2 Schubert: "Wer jene holde Zeit zurück!"; Medtner, Zelter: "Wer bringt die holde, süße, liebe Zeit zurück?"

by Johann Wolfgang von Goethe (1749 - 1832)
9. First loss
Language: English 
Ah, who will bring back those beautiful days -
those days of first love?
Ah, who will bring back even just one hour
of that lovely time?

Lonely, I nourish my wound
and with constantly renewed laments,
I mourn my lost happiness.

Ah, who will bring back those beautiful days -
that lovely time?

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