English translations of Drei Gedichte für Männerchor, opus 50
by Martin Plüddemann (1854 - 1897)
Grün war die Weide, Der Himmel blau, Wir saßen beide Auf glänzender Au. Sind's Nachtigallen Wieder, was ruft, Lerchen, die schallen Aus warmer Luft? Ich hör die Lieder, Fern, ohne dich, Lenz ist's wohl wieder, Doch nicht für mich.
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- by Joseph Karl Benedikt, Freiherr von Eichendorff (1788 - 1857), no title, appears in Gedichte, in 1. Wanderlieder, in Der verliebte Reisende, no. 5
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Green was the willow, Blue the sky; We two sat together Upon the glistening lea. Are those nightingales Again, that are calling - Larks, that resound Out of the warm air? I hear the songs, Afar, without you, Springtime has indeed returned, But not for me.
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Ist [auch]1 schmuck nicht mein Rößlein, So [ist's]2 doch [recht]1 klug, Trägt im Finstern zu 'nem Schlößlein Mich rasch noch genug. Ist das Schloß auch nicht prächtig, [Zum Garten aus]3 der Thür Tritt ein [Mädchen doch]4 allnächtig Dort freundlich herfür. Und ist auch [die]5 Kleine [Nicht die Schönst']6 auf der Welt, So gibt's doch [just]7 Keine, Die [mir besser]8 gefällt. Und spricht sie vom Freien: So schwing' ich mich [auf mein]9 Roß -- Ich bleibe [im]10 Freien, Und sie auf dem Schloß.
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- by Joseph Karl Benedikt, Freiherr von Eichendorff (1788 - 1857), no title, appears in Gedichte, in 1. Wanderlieder, in Der Soldat, no. 1
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View text without footnotesConfirmed with Joseph Freiherrn von Eichendorff's sämmtliche Werke, Zweite Auflage, Erster Band, Biographische Einleitung und Gedichte, Leipzig: Voigt & Günther, 1864, page 246.
1 omitted by B. Walter2 Wallnöfer: "ist es"
3 B. Walter: "Aus dem Garten vor"
4 Sommer: "Mädchen"
5 Wallnöfer: "meine"
6 Wallnöfer: "Die Schönst' nicht"
7 Wallnöfer: "sicherlich"
8 Wallnöfer: "besser mir"
9 Wallnöfer: "aufs"
10 Wallnöfer: "fern im"
Although my horse may not look so handsome, he is actually quite clever, and will carry me through the dark to a certain little castle quickly enough. Although the castle is not very splendid, out of her door and into the garden steps a maiden who, all night, will be friendly to me. And although this small girl is not the fairest in the world, there is still no other that I like better. But if she speaks of marriage, I'll leap onto my horse - I'll stay free and she'll stay at the castle.
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Zur ew'gen Ruh' sie [sangen]1 die schöne Müllerin, die Sterbeglocken [klangen]2 [noch über'n]3 Waldgrund hin. Da steht ein Fels so kühle, wo keine Wandrer gehn, noch einmal nach der Mühle [wollt dort der Jäger sehn]4. Die Wälder [rauschten]5 leise, sein Jagen [war]6 vorbei, der blies so irre Weise, als müsst' das Herz entzwei. Und still dann in der Runde [ward's]7 über Tal und Höh'n, man hat seit dieser Stunde ihn nimmermehr gesehn.
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- by Joseph Karl Benedikt, Freiherr von Eichendorff (1788 - 1857), "Der traurige Jäger", appears in Gedichte, in 7. Romanzen
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View text without footnotesConfirmed with Joseph Freiherr von Eichendorff, Werke in 4 Bänden, Bd. 1., Zürich & Köln, 1965.
1 Grimm: "singen"2 Grimm: "klingen"
3 Grimm: "wohl über'm"
4 Grimm: "will dort der Jäger gehn"
5 Grimm: "rauschen"
6 Grimm: "ist"
7 Grimm: "war's"
For eternal rest they sang the fair miller-maid; the funeral bells tolled across the woodland. There stands a crag so frigid, where no traveler goes, but the huntsman wished once more to set out to see that mill. The woods murmured gently, his hunting was finished; he puffed so oddly as if his heart must split. And then all around it became still, across dale and hill. Since that hour nobody has ever seen him again.
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