English translations of Fünf Lieder für Sopran mit Pianoforte, opus 3
by Heinrich Reimann (1850 - 1906)
Abendlich [schon]1 rauscht der Wald Aus den [tiefsten]2 Gründen, Droben wird der Herr nun bald [An die Sternlein zünden]3, Wie so stille in den Schlünden, Abendlich nur rauscht der Wald. Alles geht zu seiner Ruh, [Wald und Welt versausen]4, Schauernd hört der Wandrer zu, Sehnt sich [recht]5 nach Hause, Hier in Waldes [grüner]6 Klause Herz, geh' [endlich auch]7 zur Ruh!
Text Authorship:
- by Joseph Karl Benedikt, Freiherr von Eichendorff (1788 - 1857), "Abschied", appears in Gedichte, in 6. Geistliche Gedichte
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View original text (without footnotes)Confirmed with Gedichte von Joseph Freiherrn von Eichendorff, Zweite vermehrte und veränderte Auflage, W. Simion in Berlin, 1843, page 382.
1 Fischer: "nur"; further changes may exist not shown above.2 Walter: "tiefen"
3 Franz: "Die Stern' anzünden"; Walter: "An die Sterne zünden"
4 Hensel: "Wie die Welt verbrause"
5 Franz: "wohl", Hensel: "tief"
6 Franz: "stiller"
7 Franz: "endlich du auch"
Evening breezes rustle yet in the wood from the deepest grounds; above the lord will now soon light the stars. How silent in the chasms! Just evening breezes in the wood. Everything goes to its rest. [Wood and world vanish]1; shuddering, the wanderer listens, [yearning]2 for home. Here in the [green]3 hermitage of the forest, Heart, at last, you too go to rest.
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- Translation from German (Deutsch) to English copyright © by Jakob Kellner, (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 Joseph Karl Benedikt, Freiherr von Eichendorff (1788 - 1857), "Abschied", appears in Gedichte, in 6. Geistliche Gedichte
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View original text (without footnotes)1 Hensel: "as the world fades away"
2 Hensel: "yearning deeply"
3 Franz: "quiet"
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Auf eines Berges Gipfel Da möcht' ich mit dir stehn, Auf Täler, Waldeswipfel Mit dir herniedersehn; Da möcht' ich rings dir zeigen Die Welt im Frühlingsschein, Und sprechen: wär's mein Eigen, So wär' es mein und dein. In meiner Seelen Tiefen, O sähst du da hinab, Wo alle Lieder schliefen, Die je ein Gott mir gab! Da würdest du erkennen: Wenn [Echtes]1 ich erstrebt, Und mag's [auch dich]2 nicht nennen, Doch ist's von dir belebt.
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- by Johann Ludwig Uhland (1787 - 1862), "Der Ungenannten", appears in Lieder
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View original text (without footnotes)Confirmed with: Uhlands Werke, Erster Teil, Gedichte, herausgegeben von Adalbert Silbermann, Berlin, Leipzig, Wien, Stuttgart: Deutsches Verlagshaus Bong & Co., [no year], pages 41-42.
1 Lang: "Ächtes"2 Unger: "dich auch"
On the top of a mountain I would like to stand with you, Gazing down upon Valleys and treetops; Around [us] I would like to show you The world in the glow of spring, And say : were this mine, It would now be mine and yours. Into the depths of my soul, O you would look, Where slumbering lay all the songs That God gave me! There you would see: When I seek Reality, Even if it does not name you, It is animated by you.
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- Translation from German (Deutsch) to English copyright © 2018 by Emily Ezust
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- a text in German (Deutsch) by Johann Ludwig Uhland (1787 - 1862), "Der Ungenannten", appears in Lieder
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Translation of title "Der Ungenannten" = "The unnamed one"This text was added to the website: 2004-01-22
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Weißt du noch, wie ich am [Felsen]1 Bei den Veilchen dich belauschte? Weißt du noch den Fliederstrauch, Wo der Strom vorüber rauschte? Weißt du noch den Bergespfad, Wo ich um den Strauß dich bat, Weißt du noch? Ach, es war ein süßes Bild, Als du da errötend standest Und zur Erde all die Blumen Fielen, die zum Strauß du [wandest]2! Deine liebe kleine Hand Spielte mit dem blauen Band, Weißt du noch? Und es sahen Fels und Strom Dein Erröten und dein Beben, Sahen auch den ersten Kuß, Halb genommen, halb gegeben! Und des Himmels goldner Strahl Ueberflog Gebirg und Thal; Weißt du noch?
Text Authorship:
- by Otto Roquette (1824 - 1896), "Weißt du noch?"
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View original text (without footnotes)Confirmed with Otto Roquette, Liederbuch, Stuttgart und Tübingen: J.G. Cotta’scher Verlag, 1852, pages 57-58
1 Abt, Fischer, Fischhof, Lammers, Pauls: "Fels" (according to Hofmeister) ; further changes may exist not shown above.2 Blumenthal: "bandest"
Do you still remember, how at the rock By the violets I eavesdropped on you? Do you still remember the lilac bush Where the river rushed past? Do you still remember the mountain path Where I asked you for your bouquet, Do you still remember? Ah, it was a sweet image When you stood there blushing And all the flowers fell to earth, [The flowers] that you were [twining]1 into a bouquet! Your dear little hand Played with the blue ribbon, Do you still remember? And the rocks and river saw Your blushing and your trembling, Saw, too, the first kiss, Half taken, half given! And the golden beam from heaven Skimmed over mountain and valley; Do you still remember?
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- Translation from German (Deutsch) to English copyright © 2018 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 Otto Roquette (1824 - 1896), "Weißt du noch?"
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View original text (without footnotes)Translations of title(s):
"Weißt du noch?" = "Do you still remember?"
"Weisst du noch wie ich am Fels" = "Do you still remember, how I at the rock"
"Weisst du noch, wie ich am Felsen" = "Do you still remember, how I at the rock"
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Die Ähren nur noch nicken, Das Haupt ist ihnen schwer; Die müden Blumen blicken, Nur schüchtern noch umher. [Da]1 kommen Abendwinde, [Still wie die]2 Engelein, Und [wiegen]3 sanft und linde Die Halm' und [Blumen]4 ein. Und wie die Blumen blicken, So schüchtern blickst du nun, Und wie die Ähren nicken Will auch dein Häuptlein ruh'n. Und Abendklänge schwingen [Still wie die]2 Engelein Sich um die Wieg', und singen Mein Kind in Schlummer ein.
Text Authorship:
- by August Heinrich Hoffmann von Fallersleben (1798 - 1874), no title, appears in Kinderlieder, in Wiegenlieder II, no. 3
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View original text (without footnotes)Confirmed with Kinderlieder von Hoffmann von Fallersleben. Erste vollständige Ausgabe besorgt durch Dr. Lionel von Donop, Zweite Auflage, Berlin, G. Grote'sche Verlagsbuchhandlung, 1878, page 183.
Note: in many older editions, the spelling of the word "Ähren" becomes "Aehren", but as can be seen in how "über" becomes "Ueber" when capitalized, this is due to the printing process and not to rules of orthography, so we use "Ähren".
1 Decker: "Es"2 Keller: "So still wie"
3 Decker (possibly an error): "neigen"
4 Kiel: "Büsche"
Only the ears of wheat still nod, Their heads are heavy; The tired flowers gaze Only shyly about now. [Then come evening breezes]1, As silently as little angels, And softly and gently [rock]2 The stalks and [flowers]3 to rest. And as the flowers gaze about, So shyly you too gaze now, And as the ears of wheat are nodding Your little head wishes to rest as well. And the evening sounds come gliding Quietly, like the little angels, About your cradle, and sing My child into slumber.
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- Translation from German (Deutsch) to English copyright © 2016 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 August Heinrich Hoffmann von Fallersleben (1798 - 1874), no title, appears in Kinderlieder, in Wiegenlieder II, no. 3
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View original text (without footnotes)Translated titles:
"Die Ähren nur noch nicken" = "Only the ears of wheat still nod"
"Schlummerlied" = "Slumber Song"
"Wiegenlied" = "Lullaby"
"Wiegenliedchen" = "Little lullaby"
"Wiegenlied im Sommer" = "Lullaby in summertime"
2 Decker (possibly an error): "incline"
3 Kiel: "bushes"
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Das Mädchen Mutter, Mutter! meine Puppe Hab ich in den Schlaf gewiegt, Gute Mutter, komm und siehe, Wie so englisch sie da liegt. Vater wies mich ab und sagte: "Geh, du bist ein dummes Kind"; Du nur, Mutter, kannst begreifen, Welche meine Freuden sind. Wie du mit den kleinen Kindern, Will ich alles mit ihr tun, Und sie soll in ihrer Wiege Neben meinem Bette ruhn. Schläft sie, werd ich von ihr träumen, Schreit sie auf, erwach ich gleich, -- Meine himmlisch gute Mutter, O wie bin ich doch so reich!
Text Authorship:
- by Adelbert von Chamisso (1781 - 1838), no title, appears in Lieder und lyrisch epische Gedichte, in Lebens-Lieder und Bilder, no. 2
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Mother, Mother! My dolly I have rocked to sleep, Good mother, come and see, How angelically she lies there. Father repulsed me and said: "Go, you are a silly child"; Only you, Mother, can understand What my joys are. Just as you do with the little children, I want to do everything with her, And she shall in her cradle Rest beside my bed. If she sleeps, I shall dream of her, If she cries, I shall immediately awaken, -- My divinely good mother, Oh how very rich I am!
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- Translation from German (Deutsch) to English copyright © 2011 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 Adelbert von Chamisso (1781 - 1838), no title, appears in Lieder und lyrisch epische Gedichte, in Lebens-Lieder und Bilder, no. 2
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This text was added to the website: 2011-01-31
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