English translations of Duette für Bariton & Bass mit Begleitung des Pianoforte, opus 7
by Wilhelm Goldner (1839 - 1907)
Ich kann wohl manchmal singen, Als ob ich fröhlich sei, Doch heimlich Tränen dringen, Da wird das Herz mir frei. [Es]1 lassen Nachtigallen, Spielt draußen Frühlingsluft, Der Sehnsucht Lied erschallen Aus ihres [Kerkers]2 Gruft. [Da]3 lauschen alle Herzen, Und alles ist erfreut, Doch keiner [fühlt]3 die Schmerzen, Im Lied das tiefe Leid.
Text Authorship:
- by Joseph Karl Benedikt, Freiherr von Eichendorff (1788 - 1857), no title, appears in Gedichte, in 2. Sängerleben, in Wehmut, no. 1
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View original text (without footnotes)1 Blodek, Hensel, Jensen, Schoeck, Széchényi: "So"
2 Blodek, Jensen, Schoeck, Széchényi: "Käfigs"
3 Barth, Hensel: "Es"
4 Hensel: "ahnt"
Sometimes I can sing as if I were happy, but secretly tears well up and free my heart. The nightingales, when spring breezes play, let their songs of yearning resound from the depths of their dungeons. Then all hearts listen and everyone rejoices; yet no one truly feels the anguish of the song's deep sorrow.
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- a text in German (Deutsch) by Joseph Karl Benedikt, Freiherr von Eichendorff (1788 - 1857), no title, appears in Gedichte, in 2. Sängerleben, in Wehmut, no. 1
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Translation of title "Wehmut" = "Melancholy"This text was added to the website between May 1995 and September 2003.
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Morgen muß ich [weg]1 von hier Und muß Abschied nehmen; O du [allerhöchste]2 Zier, Scheiden das bringt Grämen. Da ich dich so treu geliebt Über alle Maßen, Soll ich dich verlassen. Wenn zwei gute Freunde sind, Die einander kennen, Sonn' und Mond bewegen sich, Ehe sie sich trennen. Noch viel größer ist der Schmerz, Wenn ein treu [verliebtes]3 Herz In die Fremde ziehet. Dort auf jener grünen Au Steht mein jung, frisch Leben, Soll ich dann mein Lebelang In der Fremde schweben? Hab' ich dir was Leids getan, Bitt' dich, woll's vergessen, Denn es geht zu Ende. Küsset dir ein Lüftelein Wangen oder Hände, Denke, daß es Seufzer sein, Die ich zu dir sende: Tausend schick' ich täglich aus, Die da wehen um dein Haus, Weil ich dein gedenke.
Text Authorship:
- from Volkslieder (Folksongs) , "Lebewohl", appears in Des Knaben Wunderhorn
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View original text (without footnotes)Confirmed with Achim von Arnims Werke, dritter Band, ed. by Reinhold Steig, Leipzig: Erschienen im Insel-Verlage, 1911. Appears in Des Knaben Wunderhorn, pages 356 - 357; and confirmed with Des Knaben Wunderhorn: alte deutsche Lieder gesammelt von L. A. v. Arnim und Clemens Brentano, Drei Teile in einem Bande, ed. by Eduard Grisebach, Leipzig: Max Hesses Verlag, 1806. This edition is then re-issued from Heidelberg: bey Mohr und Zimmer, and Frankfurt am Main: J. C. B. Mohr, 1808. Appears in dritter Teil, page 670 - 671.
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1 Brahms: "fort"2 Brahms, Silcher: "allerschönste"
3 Brahms: "geliebtes"
Tomorrow I must leave this place And must take farewell; Oh you [highest]1 adornment of all, Parting brings grief. Since I loved you so faithfully Beyond all measure, I am to leave you. When two are good friends Who know each other, Sun and moon shall move from their positions Before they part from one another. The pain is much greater yet When a faithfully [loving]2 heart Travels off into strange lands. There upon yonder green meadow My young, brisk life stands; Am I then to drift about in foreign Lands my whole life long? If I hurt you in any way, I beg you, forget it, For it is coming to an end. When a little breezes kisses Your cheeks or your hands, Think that it is the sighs That I send to you: I send out a thousand every day, They waft about your house Because I am thinking of you.
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- a text in German (Deutsch) from Volkslieder (Folksongs) , "Lebewohl", appears in Des Knaben Wunderhorn
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View original text (without footnotes)Translations of title(s):
"Altes Handwerksburschenlied" = "Old song of the apprentices"
"Lebewohl" = "Farewell"
"Morgen muß ich fort von hier" = "Tomorrow I must leave this place"
2 Brahms: "beloved"
This text was added to the website: 2020-10-20
Line count: 28
Word count: 155