English translations of Vier Lieder: Soparn, opus 2
by Willem Frederick Gerard Nicolai (1829 - 1896)
Ich hör' ein Vöglein locken, Das wirbt so süß, das wirbt so laut, Beim [Duft]1 der [Blumenglocken]2 Um die geliebte Braut. Und aus dem blauen Flieder Singt, ohne Rast und Ruh' Millionen Liebeslieder Die holde Braut ihm zu. -- Ich hör' ein leises Klagen, So liebesbang, so [seelenvoll]3 -- Was mag die Stimme fragen, Die in dem Wind verscholl?
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- by Adolf Böttger (1815 - 1870), "Ich hör' ein Vöglein", appears in Gedichte, in Frühlingsmelodieen
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View text without footnotesConfirmed with Anthologie aus den Gedichten von Adolf Böttger, Hildburghausen: Druck vom Bibliographischen Institute, New York: Herrmann J. Meyer, [1870], pages 13-14.
1 Pfitzner: "Klang"
2 Tinel: "Morgenglocken"
3 Pfitzner: "sehnsuchtsvoll"
I hear a little bird singing enticingly, It woos so sweetly, it woos so loudly, By the scent of the flowers' bells It woos the beloved bride. And from out the blue lilac, Without pause or rest The lovely bride sings Millions of love songs back to him. I hear a quiet lamenting, So full of the anxiety of love, so soulful, What might the voice be asking, The voice that died away in the wind?
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Es treibt [dich]1 fort von Ort zu Ort, Du weißt nicht mal warum; Im Winde klingt ein sanftes Wort, Schaust dich verwundert um. Die Liebe, die dahinten blieb, Sie ruft dich sanft zurück: "O komm zurück, ich hab dich lieb, Du bist mein einz'ges Glück!" Doch weiter, weiter, sonder Rast, Du darfst nicht stille stehn; Was du so sehr geliebet hast, Sollst du nicht wiedersehn.
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- by Heinrich Heine (1797 - 1856), no title, appears in Neue Gedichte, in Verschiedene, in In der Fremde, no. 1
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View text without footnotesConfirmed 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 295.
1 Marschner, Mayer: "mich"; further changes may exist not shown above.It urges you forth from place to place, You don’t even know why; A tender word rings in the breeze, And you look about in confusion. The love that remained behind, Gently calls you back: “Oh, come back, I love you, You are my sole happiness!’ Yet onward, onward, without rest, You cannot remain in one place; That which you have loved so deeply, You may never see again.
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