English translations of Lieder, opus 11

by Franz Joseph Schütky (1817 - 1893)

1. Ich hab' im Traum geweinet  [sung text not yet checked]
by Franz Joseph Schütky (1817 - 1893), "Ich hab' im Traum geweinet", op. 11 (Lieder) no. 1
Language: German (Deutsch) 
Ich hab' im [Traum]1 geweinet,
Mir träumte, du lägest im Grab.
Ich wachte auf, und die Träne 
Floß noch von der Wange herab.

Ich hab' im [Traum]1 geweinet,
Mir träumt', du verließest mich.
Ich wachte auf, [und ich weinte]2
Noch lange bitterlich.

Ich hab' im [Traum]1 geweinet,
Mir träumte, du [wär'st mir noch]3 gut.
Ich wachte auf, und noch immer
[Strömt meine Tränenflut]4.

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Confirmed with Heinrich Heine, Buch der Lieder, Hoffmann und Campe, Hamburg, 1827, page 159.

1 Franz, Thuille: "Traume"
2 Meyer: "und weinte"
3 Dahl: "wärest mir noch"; Loewe, Söderman: "bliebest mir"; Meyer: "warst mir noch"; Thuille: "bliebst mir"
4 Meyer: "Strömt meiner Tränen Flut"

by Heinrich Heine (1797 - 1856)
1. I wept in my dream
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I wept in my dream -
I dreamed you lay in a grave.
I awoke, and my tears
Still flowed down my cheeks.

I wept in my dream -
I dreamed you had abandoned me.
I awoke and I cried
Bitterly for a long while.

I wept in my dream -
I dreamed you were still good to me.
I awoke, and still
Streams my flood of tears.

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2. Wenn ich in deine Augen seh'  [sung text not yet checked]
by Franz Joseph Schütky (1817 - 1893), "Wenn ich in deine Augen seh'", op. 11 (Lieder) no. 2
Language: German (Deutsch) 
Wenn ich in deine Augen [seh']1,
So schwindet [all' mein Leid]2 und Weh; 
Doch wenn ich küße deinen Mund,
So werd' ich ganz und gar gesund.

Wenn ich mich lehn' an deine Brust,
Kommt's über mich wie Himmelslust;
Doch wenn du sprichst: ich liebe dich!
[So]3 muß ich weinen bitterlich.

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1 Hensel: "sehe"
2 Franz, Dresel: "alles Leid"
3 Wolf: "Dann"

by Heinrich Heine (1797 - 1856)
2. When I gaze into your eyes
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When I gaze into your eyes,
All my pain and woe vanishes;
Yet when I kiss your lips,
I am made wholly and entirely healthy.

When I lay against your breast
It comes over me like longing for heaven;
Yet when you say, "I love you!"
I must cry so bitterly.

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3. Ich grolle nicht, und wenn das Herz auch bricht  [sung text not yet checked]
by Franz Joseph Schütky (1817 - 1893), "Ich grolle nicht, und wenn das Herz auch bricht", op. 11 (Lieder) no. 3
Language: German (Deutsch) 
Ich grolle nicht, und wenn das Herz auch bricht,
Ewig verlor'nes Lieb, ich grolle nicht.
Wie du auch strahlst in Diamantenpracht,
Es fällt kein Strahl in deines Herzens Nacht.
Das weiß ich längst.

Ich grolle nicht, und wenn das Herz auch bricht,
Ich sah dich ja im [Traum]1,
Und sah die Nacht in deines Herzens [Raum]2,
Und sah die Schlang', die dir am Herzen frißt,
Ich sah, mein Lieb, wie sehr du elend bist.

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1 Schumann: "Traume"
2 Schumann: "Raume"

by Heinrich Heine (1797 - 1856)
3. I bear no grudge, even when my heart is breaking
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I bear no grudge, even when my heart is breaking!
Love lost forever! I bear no grudge.
Although you shine in diamond splendor,
No beam falls into the night of your heart.
I will know that for a long time.

I bear no grudge, and when my heart is breaking!
I truly saw you in my dreams
And saw the night in the room of your heart,
And saw the snake that bites your heart;
I saw, my dear, how truly miserable you are.

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4. Hör' ich das Liedchen klingen  [sung text not yet checked]
by Franz Joseph Schütky (1817 - 1893), "Hör' ich das Liedchen klingen", op. 11 (Lieder) no. 4
Language: German (Deutsch) 
Hör' ich das Liedchen klingen,
Das einst die Liebste sang,
[So will mir die Brust]1 zerspringen
[Vor]2 wildem [Schmerzendrang.]3

[Es treibt mich]4 ein dunkles Sehnen
Hinauf [zur]5 Waldeshöh',
Dort löst sich auf in Tränen
Mein übergroßes Weh'.

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1 Meyerbeer: "Will mir das Herz"
2 Schumann: "Von"
3 Franz, Hinrichs: "Schmerzensdrang"
4 Meyerbeer: "Mich treibt"
5 Hinrichs: "zu der"

by Heinrich Heine (1797 - 1856)
4. I hear the dear song sounding
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I hear the dear song sounding
That once my beloved sang.
And my heart wants to burst so strongly
From the savage pressure of pain.

A dark longing is driving me
Up into the heights of the woods
Where in my tears can be dissolved
My own colossal woe.

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5. Wasserfahrt  [sung text not yet checked]
by Franz Joseph Schütky (1817 - 1893), "Wasserfahrt", op. 11 (Lieder) no. 5
Language: German (Deutsch) 
Ich stand gelehnet an den Mast,
Und zählte jede Welle.
[Ade!]1 mein schönes Vaterland!
Mein Schiff, das segelt schnelle!

Ich [kam schön]2 Liebchens Haus vorbei,
Die Fensterscheiben blinken;
Ich [guck']3 mir fast die Augen aus,
Doch [will mir niemand]4 winken.

Ihr Tränen, bleibt mir aus dem Aug',
Daß ich nicht dunkel sehe.
[Mein krankes]5 Herze brich mir nicht
Vor [allzugroßem]6 Wehe.

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1 Lachner: "Leb wohl"
2 Hensel: "geh' bei"
3 Lachner: "schau"
4 Hensel: "niemand will mir"
5 Hensel, Pfitzner: "Du armes"
6 Hensel: "übergroßem"

by Heinrich Heine (1797 - 1856)
5. I stood leaning against the mast
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I stood leaning against the mast
and counted every wave.
Adieu, my fair fatherland!
My ship, it sails so swiftly!
 
I passed my fair sweetheart's house,
the windowpanes flashing;
I almost stared my eyes out,
but no one waved to me.
 
You tears, stay away from my eyes,
for you make it too dark to see.
[My sick]1 heart, do not break
from this overwhelming grief.

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6. Die Botschaft  [sung text not yet checked]
by Franz Joseph Schütky (1817 - 1893), "Die Botschaft", op. 11 (Lieder) no. 6
Language: German (Deutsch) 
Mein Knecht! steh auf und sattle schnell,
Und wirf dich auf dein Roß,
Und jage rasch durch Wald und Feld
Nach König Duncans Schloß.

Dort schleiche in den Stall, und wart,
Bis dich der Stallbub schaut.
Den forsch mir aus: "Sprich, welche ist
Von Duncans Töchtern Braut?"

Und spricht der Bub: "Die Braune ist's",
So bring mir schnell die Mär.
Doch spricht der Bub: "Die Blonde ist's",
So eilt das nicht so sehr.

Dann geh zum Meister Seiler hin,
Und kauf mir einen Strick,
Und reite langsam, sprich kein Wort,
Und bring mir den zurück.

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by Heinrich Heine (1797 - 1856)
6. The message
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 My squire! wake up and quickly get your saddle,
 and leap upon your steed;
 and race swiftly through the woods and fields
 to King Duncan's castle.
 
 There, creep into the stable and wait
 until you see the stable boy.
 Ask him for me: "Tell me, which one
 of Duncan's daughters is the bride?"
 
 And if the boy says: "The brown-haired one",
 then bring me the news quickly.
 But if the boy says, "The blonde-haired one",
 you do not need to hurry so much.
 
 Go then to the Master Rigger
 and buy me a rope.
 Ride slowly, say not a word,
 and bring it back to me.

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