English translations of Sechs Gesänge für 1 Singstimme mit Pianoforte, opus 2
by Charles Ainslie Barry (1830 - 1915)
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']2, du verließest mich. Ich wachte auf, [und ich weinte]3 Noch lange bitterlich. Ich hab' im [Traum]1 geweinet, Mir träumte, du [wär'st mir noch]4 gut. Ich wachte auf, und noch immer [Strömt meine Tränenflut]5.
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- by Heinrich Heine (1797 - 1856), no title, appears in Buch der Lieder, in Lyrisches Intermezzo, no. 55
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View text without footnotesConfirmed with Heinrich Heine, Buch der Lieder, Hoffmann und Campe, Hamburg, 1827, page 159.
1 Franz, Thuille: "Traume"2 Koch: "träumte"
3 Meyer: "und weinte"
4 Dahl: "wärest mir noch"; Loewe, Söderman: "bliebest mir"; Koch: "seist mir noch"; Meyer: "warst mir noch"; Thuille: "bliebst mir"
5 Meyer: "Strömt meiner Tränen Flut"
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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Last night, all idly dreaming
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Ich bin vom Berg der Hirtenknab, Seh auf die Schlösser all [herab]1. Die Sonne strahlt am ersten hier, Am längsten weilet sie bei mir, [Ich bin der Knab' vom Berge.]2 Hier ist des Stromes Mutterhaus, Ich trink' ihn frisch vom Stein heraus, Er braust [am]3 Fels in wildem Lauf, Ich fang' ihn mit den Armen auf. [Ich bin der Knab' vom Berge.]2 Der Berg, der ist mein Eigentum, Da ziehn die Stürme rings herum, Und heulen sie von Nord und Süd, So [überschallt]4 sie doch mein Lied. [Ich bin der Knab' vom Berge.]2 Sind Blitz und Donner unter mir, So steh' ich hoch im Blauen hier; Ich kenne sie und rufe zu: Laßt meines Vaters Haus in Ruh! [Ich bin der Knab' vom Berge.]2 Und [wann]5 die Sturmglock' einst erschallt, Manch Feuer auf den Bergen wallt, Dann steig' ich nieder, [tret']6 ins Glied Und schwing' mein Schwert und sing' mein Lied: [Ich bin der Knab' vom Berge.]2
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- by Johann Ludwig Uhland (1787 - 1862), "Des Knaben Berglied", written 1806, appears in Lieder
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1 Loewe: "hinab"2 Schumann: "Ich bin der Knab' vom Berge, / Vom Berg der Hirtenknab!"
3 Beer-Walbrunn, Hecht, Kreutzer, Plumhof: "vom"
4 Loewe: "übertönt"
5 Beer-Walbrunn, Hecht: "wenn"
6 Beer-Walbrunn: "und tret'"
I am the shepherd lad from the mountain, I gaze down upon all the castles. The sun shines the soonest here, And it tarries the longest here with me, I am the lad from the mountain! Here is the cradle of the river, I drink from it where it springs freshly from the rocks, It rushes along the cliff in a wild torrent, I catch it in my arms. I am the lad from the mountain! The mountain, it belongs to me, There the storms travel all around, And though they howl from north and south, My song nevertheless drowns them out. I am the lad from the mountain! If thunder and lightning be below, Here I stand high in the blue; I know them and I call to them: Let my father's house alone! I am the lad from the mountain! And when the storm-bell ring out sometime in the future, When many a fire rages upon the mountains, Then I shall descend and take my place in the ranks And swing my sword and sing my song: I am lad from the mountain!
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Translated titles:
"Des Knaben Berglied" = "The mountain-song of the young lad"
"Der Knabe vom Berge" = "The young lad from the mountain"
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Thou art e'en as a flower
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Du bist wie eine [Blume]1 [So hold und schön und rein;]2 Ich [schau']3 dich an, und Wehmut Schleicht mir ins Herz hinein. Mir ist, als [ob ich]4 die Hände Aufs Haupt [dir]5 legen sollt', [Betend]6, daß [Gott dich]7 erhalte [So rein und schön und hold]8.
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- by Heinrich Heine (1797 - 1856), no title, appears in Buch der Lieder, in Die Heimkehr, no. 47, first published 1825
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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 136.
1 Hamma: "Blüthe"2 Ander: "So schön, so rein und hold"; Chadwick: "So schön, so hold, so rein"; Mayer: "So hold, so schön und rein"; Becker, Thuille: "So hold, so schön, so rein"; Unger: "So rein so schön und hold"; Schleinizt: "So schön und hold und rein"
3 Becker: "seh'"
4 Hinrichs: "ob"
5 Hinrichs: "ich dir"
6 Dreyschock: "und beten"
7 Liszt: "dich Gott"
8 Ander: "So hold und schön und rein"; Chadwick, Thuille: "So schön, so hold, so rein"; Mayer: "So rein, so schön und hold"; Becker: "So rein, so schön, so hold"
Thou art, as is a flower, so meek and pure and fine, I look at thee and sadness steals o'er the heart of mine. I feel that both my hands softly thy hair, thy head should seek, praying that God may preserve thee so pure and fine and meek.
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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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- by Johann Ludwig Uhland (1787 - 1862), "Lebewohl", appears in Lieder, in Wanderlieder, no. 1, first published 1815
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View text without footnotesConfirmed 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"
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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Thou lovely fisher-maiden
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Du schönes Fischermädchen, Treibe den Kahn an's Land; Komm zu [mir und setze]1 dich nieder, Wir kosen Hand in Hand. Leg' an mein Herz dein Köpfchen, Und [fürchte]2 dich nicht [zu]3 sehr, [Vertrau'st du dich]4 doch [sorglos]5 Täglich dem wilden Meer. Mein Herz gleicht ganz dem Meere, Hat Sturm [und]6 Ebb' und Fluth, Und manche schöne Perle In seiner Tiefe ruht.7
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- by Heinrich Heine (1797 - 1856), no title, written 1824, appears in Buch der Lieder, in Die Heimkehr, no. 8, first published 1824
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View text without footnotesConfirmed with Buch der Lieder von H. Heine. Hamburg bei Hoffmann und Campe. 1827, page 186; and with Reisebilder von H. Heine. Erster Theil. Hamburg, bey Hoffmann und Campe. 1826, page 12.
First published as number XII of Drei und dreißig Gedichte von H. Heine in Der Gesellschafter oder Blätter für Geist und Herz. Herausgegeben von F. W. Gubitz. Achter Jahrgang. Berlin, 1824. In der Maurerschen Buchhandlung. Sonnabend den 27. März. 50stes Blatt, page 246.
1 Meyerbeer: "mir, setz"; Oechsner: "mir und setz'"2 Oechsner: "fürcht'"
3 André, Dresel: "so"
4 Dresel: "Trauest du"
5 Mendel: "täglich"
6 Oechsner: "hat"
7 Meyerbeer adds:
Komm! Komm! Du schönes Fischermädchen, komm, komm, Wir kosen Hand in Hand. Komm! Komm! Komm!
You beautiful fishermaiden, Pull your boat toward shore; Come to me and sit down, We will speak of love, hand in hand. Lay your little head on my heart, And do not be too frightened; Indeed, you trust yourself fearlessly Daily to the wild sea! My heart is just like the sea, Having storms and ebb and flow, And many beautiful pearls Rest in its depths.
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Ich reit' ins finstre Land hinein, Nicht Mond noch [Sterne]1 geben Schein, Die kalten Winde tosen. Oft hab' ich diesen Weg gemacht, [Wann goldner]2 Sonnenschein gelacht, [Bei]3 lauer Lüfte Kosen. Ich reit' am finstern Garten hin, Die dürren Bäume sausen drin, Die welken Blätter fallen. Hier pflegt' ich in der Rosenzeit, [Wann]4 alles sich der Liebe [weiht]5, Mit meinem Lieb zu wallen. Erloschen ist der Sonne Strahl, Verwelkt die Rosen allzumal, Mein Lieb zu Grab' getragen. Ich reit' ins finstre Land hinein Im Wintersturm, ohn' allen Schein, Den Mantel umgeschlagen.
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- by Johann Ludwig Uhland (1787 - 1862), "Nachtreise", written 1811, appears in Lieder, in Wanderlieder, no. 5, first published 1815
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View text without footnotesNote for stanza 1, line 3: in the setting by Lenz, "tosen" becomes "sausen" in the repetition.
1 Lenz: "Sonne"2 Lenz: "Wenn holder"; Steinkühler: "Wenn goldner"
3 Zenger: "Und"
4 Lenz: "Wo"; Steinkühler: "Wenn"
5 Lenz: "freut"
I am riding into the dark land, Neither moon nor stars offer any light, The cold winds are roaring. I have often taken this track When golden sunlight was smiling down, With the caress of gentle breezes. I am riding towards the dark garden, The barren trees are rustling within it, The faded leaves are falling. Here I busied myself at the time of roses, When everything was dedicated to love, Spending time with my love. The sun's beams have been extinguished, Every one of the roses has withered, My love has been carried to the grave. I am riding into the dark land, In the winter storm, without any light, With my coat turned up.
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Translations of title(s):
"Die Nachtreise" = "Journey at night"
"Ich reit' in's finstre Land hinein" = "I am riding into the dark land"
"Nachtlied" = "Night song"
"Nachtreise" = "Journey at night"
"Nachtritt" = "Riding at night"
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