English translations of Drei Lieder nach Gedichten von Clemens Brentano, opus 24
by Ludwig Wilhelm Andreas Maria Thuille (1861 - 1907)
Wenn die Sonne weggegangen, Kommt die Dunkelheit heran, Abendroth hat goldne Wangen, Und die Nacht hat Trauer an. Seit die Liebe weggegangen, Bin ich nun ein Mohrenkind, Und die rothen frohen Wangen Dunkel und verloren sind. Dunkelheit muß tief verschweigen Alles Wehe, alle Lust; Aber Mond und Sterne zeigen, Was mir wohnet in der Brust. Wenn die Lippen dir verschweigen Meines Herzens stille Gluth, Müssen Blick' und Thränen zeigen, Wie die Liebe nimmer ruht!
Text Authorship:
- by Clemens Maria Wenzeslaus von Brentano (1778 - 1842), "Wenn die Sonne weggegangen!", written 1801/3, appears in Ponce de Leon, first published 1803
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When the sun has departed, The darkness arrives, The sunset glow has golden cheeks, And the night is dressed in mourning. Since love has departed, I am nothing but a Moor-child, And my [red fresh]1 cheeks Have become dark and forlorn. Darkness must deeply conceal All pain, all joy; But the moon and the stars show What dwells within my bosom. When my lips do not tell you Of the quiet fervour of my heart, My gaze and my tears show you How love never rests.
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- Translation from German (Deutsch) to English copyright © 2012 by Sharon Krebs, (re)printed on this website with kind permission. To reprint and distribute this author's work for concert programs, CD booklets, etc., you may ask the copyright-holder(s) directly or ask us; we are authorized to grant permission on their behalf. Please provide the translator's name when contacting us.
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- a text in German (Deutsch) by Clemens Maria Wenzeslaus von Brentano (1778 - 1842), "Wenn die Sonne weggegangen!", written 1801/3, appears in Ponce de Leon, first published 1803
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View original text (without footnotes)1 Grimm: "rose-red"
This text was added to the website: 2012-07-09
Line count: 16
Word count: 86
Es sang vor langen Jahren Wohl auch die Nachtigall! Das war so süßer Schall Da wir zusammen waren. Ich sing' und kann nicht weinen, Und spinne so allein, Den Faden klar und rein So lang' der Mond will scheinen. Da wir beisammen waren, Da sang die Nachtigall; Nun mahnet mich ihr Schall, Daß du von mir gefahren. So oft der Mond mag scheinen, Gedenk' ich dein allein. Mein Herz ist klar und rein -- Gott wolle uns vereinen! Seit du von mir gefahren, Singt stets die Nachtigall, Ich denk' bei ihrem Schall, Wie wir zusammen waren. Gott wolle uns vereinen! Hier spinn' ich so allein. Der Mond scheint klar und rein, Ich sing' und möchte weinen!
Text Authorship:
- by Clemens Maria Wenzeslaus von Brentano (1778 - 1842), no title, written 1802, appears in Aus der Chronika eines fahrenden Schülers, first published 1818
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[Long]1 years ago the nightingale Must surely have sung as well! [That was indeed a sweet sound]2 When we were together.]3 I sing and cannot weep, And thus alone I spin The thread so clear and pure As long as the moon [shall]4 shine. When we were together The nightingale sang; Now its sound [reminds]5 me [That]6 you have gone away from me. Whenever the moon shines, [I think]7 only of you. My heart is serene and pure - May God unite us. Since you went away from me, The nightingale is always singing; When I hear it I remember How we used to be together. May God unite us! Here I spin all alone. The moon shines so clearly and purely; I sing and want to weep.
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- Translation from German (Deutsch) to English copyright © 2017 by Sharon Krebs, (re)printed on this website with kind permission. To reprint and distribute this author's work for concert programs, CD booklets, etc., you may ask the copyright-holder(s) directly or ask us; we are authorized to grant permission on their behalf. Please provide the translator's name when contacting us.
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- a text in German (Deutsch) by Clemens Maria Wenzeslaus von Brentano (1778 - 1842), no title, written 1802, appears in Aus der Chronika eines fahrenden Schülers, first published 1818
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View original text (without footnotes)Translated titles:
Altes Lied = Old song
Der Spinnerin Lied = Song of a spinning girl
Der Spinnerin Nachtlied = Night song of a spinning girl Es sang vor langen Jahren = Long years ago there sang
Lied der Spinnerin= Song of a spinning girl
Sehnsucht = Yearning
1 Kauffmann: "Many"; further changes may exist not noted.
2 Lang (both settings): "When we were together"; Thuille: "That was such a sweet sound"
3 Lang (op. 36[38]): "That was indeed a sweet sound!"; Lang (unpublished): "Ah! it was indeed a sweet sound!"
4 Lang (op. 36[38] when the text is repeated): "might"; Thuille: "wishes to"
5 Reichardt: "tortures"
6 Reichardt: "Since"
7 Reichardt: "I indeed think"
This text was added to the website: 2006-12-23
Line count: 24
Word count: 127
Ich wollt ein Sträußlein binden, Da kam die dunkle Nacht, Kein Blümlein war zu finden, Sonst hätt' ich dir's gebracht. Da flossen von den Wangen Mir Thränen in den Klee, Ein Blümlein aufgegangen Ich nun im Garten seh. Das wollte ich dir brechen Wohl in dem dunklen Klee, Doch fing es an zu sprechen: „Ach, tue mir nicht weh! „Sei freundlich im Herzen, Betracht' dein eigen Leid, Und lasse mich in Schmerzen Nicht sterben vor der Zeit!“ Und hätt's nicht so gesprochen, Im Garten ganz allein, So hätt' ich dir's gebrochen, Nun aber darf's nicht sein. Mein Schatz ist ausgeblieben, Ich bin so ganz allein. Im Lieben wohnt Betrüben, Und kann nicht anders sein.
Text Authorship:
- by Clemens Maria Wenzeslaus von Brentano (1778 - 1842), no title, written 1801/3, appears in Ponce de Leon, first published 1803
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I would have made a bouquet but dark night arrived and there was no little flower to be found, or I would have brought it. Then down my cheeks flowed tears onto the clover - I saw that one small flower had come up now in the garden. I wanted to pick it for you deep in the dark clover, but it began to speak: "Ah, do not harm me! "Be kind-hearted, consider your own grief, and do not let me die in agony before my time!" And if it had not spoken so, in the garden all alone, I would have plucked it for you, but now that cannot be. My sweetheart has not come, I am so entirely alone. In love dwells tribulation, and it can be no different.
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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 Clemens Maria Wenzeslaus von Brentano (1778 - 1842), no title, written 1801/3, appears in Ponce de Leon, first published 1803
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Translations of title(s):
"Für die Laute componirt" = "Composed for the lute"
"Ich wollt' ein Sträusschen binden" = "I would have made a bouquet"
"Das Sträusslein" = "The bouquet"
"Ich wollt ein Sträusslein binden" = "I would have made a bouquet"
This text was added to the website between May 1995 and September 2003.
Line count: 24
Word count: 130