English translations of Sechs Lieder von Heine für 1 Singstimme mit Pianoforte, opus 4
by Ernst Löwenberg
Im wunderschönen Monat Mai, Als alle Knospen sprangen, 1 Da [ist]2 in meinem Herzen Die Liebe aufgegangen. Im wunderschönen Monat Mai, Als alle Vögel sangen, 3 Da hab' ich ihr gestanden Mein Sehnen und Verlangen.
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- by Heinrich Heine (1797 - 1856), no title, appears in Buch der Lieder, in Lyrisches Intermezzo, no. 1
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View original text (without footnotes)Confirmed with Heinrich Heine, Buch der Lieder, Hoffmann und Campe, Hamburg, 1827, page 112.
1 Lachner adds: "Geweckt von süssen Schmerzen, / Von Sehnsucht sanft umfangen,"2 Ender: "ist auch"
3 Lachner adds: "Die Blüten sich umwanden, / Die Zweige sich umschlangen,"
In the wonderfully beautiful month of May When all the buds are bursting open, There, from my own heart, Bursts forth my own love. In the wonderfully beautiful month of May When all the birds are singing, So have I confessed to her My yearning and my longing.
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Hör' ich das Liedchen klingen, Das einst die Liebste sang, [So will mir die Brust]1 zerspringen [Vor]2 wildem [Schmerzendrang.]3 [Es treibt mich]4 ein dunkles Sehnen Hinauf [zur]5 Waldeshöh', Dort löst sich auf in Tränen Mein übergroßes Weh'.
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- by Heinrich Heine (1797 - 1856), no title, appears in Buch der Lieder, in Lyrisches Intermezzo, no. 40
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View original text (without footnotes)Confirmed with Heinrich Heine, Buch der Lieder, Hoffmann und Campe, Hamburg, 1827, page 145.
1 Meyerbeer: "Will mir das Herz"2 Schumann: "Von"
3 Franz, Hinrichs: "Schmerzensdrang"
4 Meyerbeer: "Mich treibt"
5 Hinrichs: "zu der"
I hear the dear song sounding That once my beloved sang. And my heart wants to burst so strongly From the savage pressure of pain. A dark longing is driving me Up into the heights of the woods Where in my tears can be dissolved My own colossal woe.
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Mir [träumte]1 von einem Königskind, Mit nassen, blassen Wangen; Wir sassen unter der grünen Lind' Und hielten uns liebeumfangen. "Ich will nicht deines Vaters Thron, Ich will nicht sein Scepter [von]2 Golde, Ich will nicht seine demantene Kron', Ich will dich selber, du Holde!" Das kann nicht sein, sprach sie zu mir, ich liege ja im Grabe, und nur des Nachts komm' ich zu dir, weil ich so lieb dich habe.
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- by Heinrich Heine (1797 - 1856), no title, appears in Buch der Lieder, in Lyrisches Intermezzo, no. 41
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View original text (without footnotes)Confirmed with Heinrich Heine, Buch der Lieder, Hoffmann und Campe, Hamburg, 1827, page 146. Note: modern German would spell "Scepter" as "Zepter" (line 2-2).
1 Kern: "träumte einst"; further changes may exist not shown above.2 Weiss: "aus"
I dreamed of a king's daughter With wet, pale cheeks; We sat beneath the green linden And held each other, full of love. "I do not want your father's throne, I do not want his scepter of gold, I do not want his crown of diamonds -- I want you yourself, you lovely one!" It cannot be, she said to me : I lie in my grave, And only at night do I come to you, Because I love you so much.
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Mädchen mit dem roten Mündchen, Mit den Äuglein süß und klar, Du mein liebes, kleines Mädchen, Deiner denk' ich immerdar. Lang ist heut der Winterabend, Und ich möchte bei dir sein, [Bei dir sitzen, mit dir schwatzen]1, Im vertrauten Kämmerlein. An die Lippen [wollt']2 ich pressen Deine [kleine]3 weiße Hand, Und mit Thränen sie benetzen, Deine [kleine, weiße]4 Hand.
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- by Heinrich Heine (1797 - 1856), no title, appears in Buch der Lieder, in Die Heimkehr, no. 50
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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 137.
1 Dresel: "mit dir schwatzen, mit dir kosen"2 Dresel: "möcht"
3 Dresel: "liebe"
4 Dresel: "weiße, liebe"
Maiden with the red little mouth, with eyes sweet and clear: You are my dear little maiden - I think of you all the time. The winter evening drags tonight, and I would be with you, to sit by you and chat in a cosy little room. I would like to press to my lips your small white hand, and moisten it with my tears, your small white hand.
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Du liebst mich nicht, du liebst mich nicht, Das kümmert mich gar wenig; Schau' ich dir nur ins Angesicht, So bin ich froh wie'n König. Du hassest, hassest mich sogar, So spricht dein rotes Mündchen; Reich mir es nur zum Küssen dar, So tröst' ich mich, mein Kindchen.
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- by Heinrich Heine (1797 - 1856), no title, appears in Buch der Lieder, in Lyrisches Intermezzo, no. 12
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Confirmed with Heinrich Heine, Buch der Lieder, Hoffmann und Campe, Hamburg, 1827, page 121.
You love me not, you love me not, but it only troubles me a little: If I only see your face, I am as happy as a King. You hate me, even detest me: so says your red little mouth; but if you would just put it up for a kiss, I would be much consoled, my darling.
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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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