English translations of Zwei Lieder für 1 Singstimme mit Pianofortebleitung, opus 2
by Gustav Pezold
[Frühling]1 läßt sein blaues Band Wieder flattern durch die Lüfte; Süße, wohlbekannte Düfte Streifen ahnungsvoll das Land. Veilchen träumen schon, Wollen balde kommen. -- Horch, [von fern ein leiser]2 Harfenton! Frühling, ja du bist's! Dich hab' ich vernommen!
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- by Eduard Mörike (1804 - 1875), "Er ist's"
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View original text (without footnotes)Confirmed with Eduard Mörike, Gedichte, Dramatisches, Erzählendes, Zweite, erweiterte Auflage, Stuttgart: J.G. Cotta'sche Buchhandlung Nachf., 1961, page 42.
1 Eitner: "Der Frühling"; further changes may exist not shown above.2 Louis Ferdinand: "von fern her leiser"; Schumann: "ein"
Spring lets its blue ribbon flutter again in the breeze; a sweet, familiar scent sweeps with promise through the land. Violets are already dreaming, and will soon arrive. Hark! In the distance - a soft harp tone! Spring, yes it is you! It is you that I have heard!
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- Translation from German (Deutsch) to English copyright © by Emily Ezust
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- a text in German (Deutsch) by Eduard Mörike (1804 - 1875), "Er ist's"
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Mir träumt', ich ruhte wieder Vor meines Vaters Haus Und schaute fröhlich nieder Ins alte Thal hinaus, Die Luft mit lindem Spielen Ging durch das Frühlingslaub, Und Blütenflocken fielen Mir über Brust und Haupt. Als ich erwacht, da schimmert Der Mond vom Waldesrand, Im falben Scheine flimmert Um mich ein fremdes Land, Und wie ich ringsher sehe: Die Flocken waren Eis, Die Gegend war vom Schnee, Mein Haar vom Alter weiß.
Text Authorship:
- by Joseph Karl Benedikt, Freiherr von Eichendorff (1788 - 1857), no title, appears in Gedichte, in 4. Frühling und Liebe, in Nachklänge, no. 4
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Confirmed with Joseph Freiherrn von Eichedorffs sämtliche poetische Werke, Dritte Auflage, Erster Band. Gedichte, Leipzig: C.F. Amelang’s Verlag, 1883, page 239.
I dreamt, I rested once again In front of my father’s house And gazed happily down Into the old valley. With a gentle playing the breeze Wafted through the spring greenery, And blossom petals fell down like snowflakes Upon my breast and head. When I awoke, the moon Was shimmering along the rim of the forest, In the pale light there flickered About me a foreign land, And I see about me: The flakes were of ice, The countryside was of snow, My hair was white with age.
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- a text in German (Deutsch) by Joseph Karl Benedikt, Freiherr von Eichendorff (1788 - 1857), no title, appears in Gedichte, in 4. Frühling und Liebe, in Nachklänge, no. 4
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English song title (Ashton, Behr, Dorn, Loser, Pezold, Scharf, Scharwenka, Strauss): Winter songEnglish song title (Heiser): I dreamt, I rested once again
English song title (Kont): Lingering sounds
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