English translations of Einhundert Lieder und Gesänge, opus 1
by Waldemar Edler von Baußnern (1866 - 1931)
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Herz, mein Herz, sei nicht beklommen, Und ertrage dein Geschick. Neuer Frühling [giebt]1 zurück, Was der Winter dir genommen. Und wie viel ist dir geblieben! Und wie schön ist noch die Welt! Und mein Herz, was dir gefällt, Alles, alles darfst du lieben!
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- by Heinrich Heine (1797 - 1856), no title, appears in Buch der Lieder, in Die Heimkehr, no. 46
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View original text (without footnotes)Confirmed 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.
Note: contemporary German spelling would change "giebt" to "gibt".
1 Bruné: "bringt"; Lachner: "gibt dir"Heart, my heart, don't be oppressed, and bear your fate: a new Spring will give back what Winter has taken from you. Just think how many things remain, and how fair is the world! And, my heart, whatever you find pleasing, anything, everything - you may love!
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- a text in German (Deutsch) by Heinrich Heine (1797 - 1856), no title, appears in Buch der Lieder, in Die Heimkehr, no. 46
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Fern im Süd das schöne Spanien, Spanien ist mein Heimathland, Wo die schattigen Kastanien Rauschen an des Ebro Strand, Wo die Mandeln röthlich blühen, Wo die [heiße]1 Traube winkt Und die Rosen schöner glühen Und das Mondlicht [goldner]2 blinkt. [Und nun]3 wandr' ich mit der Laute Traurig hier von Haus zu Haus, Doch kein helles Auge schaute Freundlich noch nach mir heraus. Spärlich reicht man mir die Gaben, Mürrisch heißet man mich gehn; Ach, [den]4 armen braunen Knaben [Will]5 kein Einziger verstehn. Dieser Nebel drückt mich nieder, Der die Sonne mir entfernt, [Und die alten]6 lust'gen Lieder Hab' ich alle [fast]7 verlernt. [Immer in die]8 Melodien Schleicht der Eine Klang sich ein: In die Heimath möcht ich ziehen, In das Land voll Sonnenschein! Als beim [letzten]9 [Erntefeste]10 Man den großen Reigen hielt, Hab' ich jüngst das allerbeste Meiner Lieder aufgespielt. Doch wie sich die Paare schwangen In der Abendsonne Gold, Sind auf meine [dunkeln]11 Wangen Heiße Thränen hingerollt. Ach, ich dachte bei dem Tanze An des Vaterlandes Lust, Wo im duft'gen Mondenglanze [Freier]12 athmet jede Brust, Wo sich [bei]13 der Cither Tönen Jeder Fuß beflügelt [schwingt]14, Und der Knabe mit der Schönen Glühend den Fandango schlingt. Nein! Des Herzens sehnend Schlagen Länger halt' ich's nicht zurück; Will ja jeder Lust entsagen, Laßt mir nur der Heimath Glück! Fort zum Süden! Fort nach Spanien In das Land voll Sonnenschein! [Unter'm]15 Schatten der Kastanien Muß ich einst begraben sein!
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- by Emanuel von Geibel (1815 - 1884), "Der Zigeunerbube im Norden"
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View original text (without footnotes)Confirmed with Emanuel Geibels Gesammelte Werke, Erster Band, Jugendgedichte - Zeitstimmen - Sonette, Stuttgart: Verlag der J.g. Cotta'schen Buchhandlung, 1883, pages 22-23.
1 Randhartinger, Reissinger: "süße"2 Randhartinger: "golden"; Schmezer: "schöner"
3 Randhartinger, Reissinger: "Lang schon"
4 Reissinger: "mich"
5 Randhartinger, Lithander: "Mag"
6 Randhartinger, Reissinger: "Meine kleinen"
7 Mangold, Randhartinger, Reissinger: "schon"
8 Randhartinger, Reissinger: "Ach, in alle"
9 Kinkel, Krebs, Lithander: "frohen"
10 Krebs, Schmezer: "Erndtefeste"
11 Kinkel, Krebs, Lithander: "dunklen"
12 Krebs: "Leichter"
13 Kinkel: "zu"
14 Lithander: "schlingt"
15 Kinkel: "Dort im"
The beautiful Spain is in the remote South, Spain is my home country, Where the chestnuts give you shade At the banks of the river Ebro, Where the almond blossoms are red, Where there are sweet grapes And where the roses are more beautiful And where the moonlight is brighter. Sadly, I have been wandering with the lute For a long time from house to house, But not a single bright and friendly eye Greeted me from these houses. Tightly, they give me presents, Moaning people ask me to leave; Ach nobody understands The poor dark-skinned boy. This bad mood suppresses me, The sun has disappeared, I have forgotten all These happy songs. Ach, the same longing sound Has entered all my melodies: I want to go home, To the land full of sunshine. When, recently at the Thanksgiving, Songs were performed in a big circle, I played the best song Of my Lieder. But, even though the couples were dancing In the golden evening sun, Hot tears ran down My dark cheeks. Ach, during the dance I thought of my home country, Where every chest breathes freely In the filmy moon shine. Where every foot moves freely Accompanied by the zither, And where the young man dances The Fandango with the beautiful woman. No! I cannot stand the Longing beats of heart any longer; I want to efface any desire, Please let me be happy in my home! Let me go down South to Spain! To the country full of sunshine! I must be buried Under the shady chestnut trees!
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- Translation from German (Deutsch) to English copyright © 2014 by Anja Bunzel, (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 Emanuel von Geibel (1815 - 1884), "Der Zigeunerbube im Norden"
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Schön ist's, wenn zwei Sterne Nah sich stehn am Firmament, Schön, wenn zweier Rosen Röte ineinander brennt. Doch in Wahrheit! immer Ist's am schönsten anzusehn: Wie zwei, so sich lieben, Selig beieinander stehn.
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- by Justinus (Andreas Christian) Kerner (1786 - 1862), "Der schönste Anblick", appears in Gedichte, in Die lyrischen Gedichte
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It is beautiful, when two stars Stand close to each other upon the firmament, Beautiful, when two roses' Redness burns one within the other. But in truth, always The most beautiful thing to gaze upon is How two, who love each other, Are standing together in bliss.
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- Translation from German (Deutsch) to English copyright © 2013 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 Justinus (Andreas Christian) Kerner (1786 - 1862), "Der schönste Anblick", appears in Gedichte, in Die lyrischen Gedichte
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Translated titles:"Der schönste Anblick" = "The most beautiful sight"
"Der schönste Augenblick" = "The most beautiful moment"
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Wenn ich ein Vöglein wär', Und auch zwey Flüglein hätt', Flög' ich zu dir; [Weil es]1 aber nicht [kann seyn]2, Bleib' ich allhier. Bin [ich gleich]3 weit von dir, [Bin ich doch]4 im Schlaf bey dir, Und red' mit dir: Wenn ich erwachen thu', Bin ich allein. [Es vergeht keine Stund']5 in der Nacht, [Da mein Herze nicht erwacht, Und an dich gedenkt]6, Daß du mir [viel tausendmal]7 Dein [Herz]8 geschenkt.
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- from Volkslieder (Folksongs) , "Der Flug der Liebe", Rheinisch
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View original text (without footnotes)Confirmed with Stimmen der Völker in Liedern. Gesammelt, geordnet, zum Theilübersezt durch Johann Gottfried von Herder, Tübingen, in der J. G. Cotta'schen Buchhandlung, 1807, page 482.
Modern spelling would change "zwey" to "zwei", "seyn" to "sein", "bey" to "bei", "thu" to "tu", etc.
Note: the first stanza is quoted by Treitschke in a text set by Beethoven, Ruf vom Berge, WoO. 147
1 Abt, Brahms, Greith, Henschel, Hiller, Hölzel, Jensen, Schumann, von Weber: "Weil's"2 Greith: "so ist"
3 Hölzel: "ich auch gleich"
4 Hiller, von Weber: "Bin doch"
5 Hiller: "Kein Stunde"; Brahms, Henschel, Jensen, Schumann, von Weber: "Es vergeht kein' Stund' "
6 Hiller: "Da nicht mein Herz erwacht,/ An dich gedenkt"; Hölzel: "Wo mein Herz nicht in Liebe dein gedacht!"
7 Hiller: "tausendmal, viel tausendmal"
8 von Weber: "Herze"
If I were a little bird and also had two little wings I would fly to you. But because that cannot be, I remain just here. Equally if I am far from you, yet I am with you in sleep and talk to you. When I become awake, I am alone. There is no hour of the night goes by that my heart does not wake and is thinking of you, that many thousandfold you gave your heart to me.
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- Translation from German (Deutsch) to English copyright © by David K. Smythe, (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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