English translations of Fünf Lieder, opus 6
by Amandus Leopold Leidgebel (b. 1816)
Auf Flügeln des Gesanges, Herzliebchen, trag ich dich fort, Fort nach den Fluren des Ganges, Dort weiß ich den schönsten Ort; Dort liegt ein [rotblühender]1 Garten Im stillen Mondenschein, Die Lotosblumen erwarten Ihr trautes Schwesterlein. Die Veilchen kichern und kosen, Und schaun nach den Sternen empor, Heimlich erzählen die Rosen Sich duftende Märchen ins Ohr. Es hüpfen herbei und lauschen Die frommen, klugen Gazelln, Und in der Ferne rauschen Des [heiligen]2 Stromes Well'n. Dort wollen wir niedersinken Unter dem Palmenbaum, Und Liebe und Ruhe trinken, Und träumen seligen Traum.
Text Authorship:
- by Heinrich Heine (1797 - 1856), no title, appears in Buch der Lieder, in Lyrisches Intermezzo, no. 9
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View original text (without footnotes)Confirmed with Heinrich Heine, Buch der Lieder, Hoffmann und Campe, Hamburg, 1827, page 117.
1 Lachner: "blühender"2 Mendelssohn: "heilgen"
On wings of song, my love, I'll carry you away to the fields of the Ganges Where I know the most beautiful place. There lies a red-flowering garden, in the serene moonlight, the lotus-flowers await Their beloved sister. The violets giggle and cherish, and look up at the stars, The roses tell each other secretly Their fragant fairy-tales. The gentle, bright gazelles, pass and listen; and in the distance murmurs The waves of the holy stream. There we will lay down, under the palm-tree, and drink of love and peacefulnes And dream our blessed dream.
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Ich will meine Seele tauchen In den Kelch der Lilie hinein; Die Lilie soll [klingend]1 hauchen Ein Lied von der Liebsten mein. Das Lied soll [schauern]2 und beben Wie der Kuß von ihrem Mund, Den sie mir einst gegeben In wunderbar süßer Stund'.
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- by Heinrich Heine (1797 - 1856), no title, appears in Buch der Lieder, in Lyrisches Intermezzo, no. 7
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View original text (without footnotes)Confirmed with Heinrich Heine, Buch der Lieder, Hoffmann und Campe, Hamburg, 1827, page 115.
1 Raif: "klingen und"2 Raif: "schau'rn"
I want to delve my soul Into the cup of the lily; The lily should give resoundingly A song belonging to my beloved. The song should shudder and tremble Like the kiss from her lips That she once gave me In a wonderfully sweet hour.
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Und wüßten's die Blumen, die kleinen, Wie tief verwundet mein Herz, Sie würden mit mir weinen, Zu heilen meinen Schmerz. Und wüßten's die Nachtigallen, Wie ich so traurig und krank, Sie ließen fröhlich erschallen Erquickenden Gesang. Und wüßten sie mein Wehe, Die [goldnen]1 Sternelein, Sie kämen aus ihrer Höhe, Und sprächen Trost mir ein. [Die]2 alle können's nicht wissen, Nur [eine]3 kennt meinen Schmerz; [Sie]4 hat ja selbst zerrissen, Zerrissen mir das Herz.
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- by Heinrich Heine (1797 - 1856), no title, appears in Buch der Lieder, in Lyrisches Intermezzo, no. 22
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View original text (without footnotes)Confirmed with Heinrich Heine, Buch der Lieder, Hoffmann und Campe, Hamburg, 1827, page 128.
Note: Christian Jost's setting begins "Zerrissen mir das Herz" (the last line) and then follows the rest of the text.
1 Jost, Schumann: "goldenen"2 André, Jost, Schumann: "Sie"
3 Hensel: "einer"
4 Hensel: "Er"
And if the blooms - the small ones - knew How deeply wounded is my heart, They would weep with me To heal my pain. And if the nightingales knew How sad and ill I am, They would let forth merrily A refreshing song. And if they knew my woe - The little golden stars - They would come down from their heights And speak their consolation to me. But all of them could not know this, Only one knows my pain; She herself has indeed torn, Torn my heart in two.
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Mein süßes Lieb, wenn du im Grab, Im dunkeln Grab wirst liegen, Dann will ich steigen zu dir hinab, Und will mich an dich schmiegen. Ich küsse, [umschlinge und]1 presse dich wild, Du Stille, du Kalte, du Bleiche! Ich jauchze, ich zittre, ich weine mild, Ich werde selber zur Leiche. Die Toten stehn auf, die Mitternacht ruft, Sie tanzen im luftigen Schwarme; Wir beide bleiben in der Gruft, Ich liege in deinem Arme. Die Toten stehn auf, der Tag des Gerichts Ruft sie zu Qual und Vergnügen; Wir beide bekümmern uns um nichts, Und bleiben umschlungen liegen.
Text Authorship:
- by Heinrich Heine (1797 - 1856), no title, appears in Buch der Lieder, in Lyrisches Intermezzo, no. 32
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View original text (without footnotes)Confirmed with Heinrich Heine, Buch der Lieder, Hoffmann und Campe, Hamburg, 1827, page 136.
1 Hetsch: "umschlinge, ich"Das Meer hat seine Perlen, Der Himmel hat seine Sterne, Aber mein Herz, mein Herz, Mein Herz hat seine Liebe. Groß ist das Meer und der Himmel, Doch größer ist mein Herz, Und schöner als Perlen und Sterne Leuchtet und strahlt meine Liebe. Du kleines, junges Mädchen, Komm an mein großes Herz; Mein Herz und das Meer und der Himmel Vergehn vor lauter Liebe.
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- by Heinrich Heine (1797 - 1856), no title, appears in Buch der Lieder, in Die Nordsee, in Erster Zyklus, in 7. Nachts in der Kajüte, no. 1
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The sea has its pearls the sky [has] its stars but my heart, my heart my heart has its love. The sea and the sky are big but my heart is even bigger and my heart twinkles and shines more beautifully than pearls and stars. You small, young girl, come to my big heart; my heart, the sea and the sky are dying of loud love.]
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- Translation from German (Deutsch) to English copyright © 2005 by Malcolm Wren, (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 Heinrich Heine (1797 - 1856), no title, appears in Buch der Lieder, in Die Nordsee, in Erster Zyklus, in 7. Nachts in der Kajüte, no. 1
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