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Six Songs
Translations © by David Kenneth Smith
Song Cycle by Clara Schumann (1819 - 1896)
View original-language texts alone: Sechs Lieder
Ich stand in dunkeln Träumen Und starrte ihr Bildniß an, Und das geliebte Antlitz Heimlich zu leben begann. Um ihre Lippen zog sich Ein Lächeln wunderbar, Und wie von Wehmuthsthränen Erglänzte ihr Augenpaar. Auch meine Thränen flossen Mir von den Wangen herab -- Und ach, ich kann's nicht glauben, Daß ich Dich verloren hab'!
Text Authorship:
- by Heinrich Heine (1797 - 1856), no title, written 1823-24, appears in Buch der Lieder, in Die Heimkehr, no. 23, first published 1826
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I stood in darkened daydreams and stared at her portrait long as that beloved face was secretly coming to life. Around her lips there blossomed a wondrous laughing smile, and melancholy teardrops - they glittered in her fair eyes. Likewise my teardrops welled up and flowed down mournful cheeks alas, I can't believe it, that I am deprived of you!
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- Translation from German (Deutsch) to English copyright © 1996 by David Kenneth Smith, (re)printed on this website with kind permission. To reprint and distribute this author's work for concert programs, CD booklets, etc., please ask the copyright-holder(s) directly.
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- a text in German (Deutsch) by Heinrich Heine (1797 - 1856), no title, written 1823-24, appears in Buch der Lieder, in Die Heimkehr, no. 23, first published 1826
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Sie liebten sich beide, doch keiner Wollt' es dem andern gestehn; Sie sahen sich an so feindlich, Und wollten vor Liebe vergehn. Sie trennten sich endlich und [sahn]1 sich Nur noch zuweilen im Traum; Sie waren [längst]2 gestorben Und wußten es selber kaum.
Text Authorship:
- by Heinrich Heine (1797 - 1856), no title, appears in Buch der Lieder, in Die Heimkehr, no. 33
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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 131.
1 Backer-Grøndahl, White: "sahen"2 Backer-Grøndahl: "schon längst"
They once loved each other, but neither would to the other confess; they saw each other as hostile, yet wanted to perish from love. They finally parted and sometimes sighted the other in dreams; they had been dead so long now and hardly known it themselves.
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- Translation from German (Deutsch) to English copyright © 1996 by David Kenneth Smith, (re)printed on this website with kind permission. To reprint and distribute this author's work for concert programs, CD booklets, etc., please ask the copyright-holder(s) directly.
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Die Liebe saß als Nachtigall Im Rosenbusch und sang, Es flog der wundersüße Schall Den grünen Wald entlang. Und wie er klang, da stieg im Kreis Aus tausend Kelchen Duft, Und alle Wipfel rauschten leis', Und leiser ging die Luft; Die Bäche schwiegen, die noch kaum Geplätschert von den Höh'n, Die Rehlein standen wie im Traum Und lauschten dem Getön. Und hell und immer heller floß Der Sonne Glanz herein, Um Blumen, Wald und Schlucht ergoß Sich goldig rother Schein. Ich aber zog den Weg entlang Und hörte auch den Schall -- Ach, was seit jener Stund' ich sang, War nur sein Wiederhall.
Text Authorship:
- by Emanuel von Geibel (1815 - 1884), no title, appears in Jugendgedichte, in 1. Erstes Buch, in Lieder als Intermezzo, no. 17
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Now Love once like a nightingale in rosebush perched and sang; with sweetest wonder flew the sound along the woodland green. And as it rang, there rose a scent from ring of thousand buds, and all the treetops rustled soft, and softer blew the air; The brooklets silenced, scarcely come by splashing from the heights, the fawns stood still as if in dream and listened to the tone. And bright and ever brighter flowed the sunbeams down inside, 'round blossoms, wood and gorge it gushed with golden red sunshine. I walked along the path that day and also heard that sound. Alas! what ever since I've sung was just its echo faint.
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Title "Waldesgesang" = "Forest song"This text was added to the website between May 1995 and September 2003.
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Der Mond kommt still gegangen
Mit seinem goldnen Schein,
Da schläft in holdem Prangen
Die müde Erde ein.
...
Und auf den Lüften schwanken
Aus manchem treuen Sinn
Viel tausend Liebesgedanken
Über die Schläfer hin.
Und drunten im Thale, da funkeln
Die Fenster von Liebchens Haus;
Ich aber blicke im Dunkeln
Still in die Welt hinaus.
Text Authorship:
- by Emanuel von Geibel (1815 - 1884), "Nachtlied", appears in Jugendgedichte, in 1. Erstes Buch, in Lübeck und Bonn
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Note: in Lachner's score, the first word of stanza 4 is "Da" but becomes "Und" in the repetition.
The moon so peaceful rises
with all its golden shine,
here sleeps in lovely glitter
the weary earth below.
[ ... ]
And on the breezes waft down
from many faithful hearts
true loving thoughts by the thousand
upon the sleeping ones.
And down in the valley, there twinkle
the lights from my lover's house;
but I in darkness still look out -
silent - into the world.
Text Authorship:
- Translation from German (Deutsch) to English copyright © 1996 by David Kenneth Smith, (re)printed on this website with kind permission. To reprint and distribute this author's work for concert programs, CD booklets, etc., please ask the copyright-holder(s) directly.
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- a text in German (Deutsch) by Emanuel von Geibel (1815 - 1884), "Nachtlied", appears in Jugendgedichte, in 1. Erstes Buch, in Lübeck und Bonn
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Ich hab' in deinem Auge den Strahl Der ewigen Liebe gesehen, Ich sah auf deinen Wangen einmal Die Rosen des Himmels stehn. Und wie der Strahl im Aug' erlischt, Und wie die Rosen zerstieben, Ihr Abglanz, ewig neu erfrischt, Ist mir im Herzen geblieben. Und niemals werd' ich die Wangen sehn Und nie in's Auge dir blicken, So werden sie mir in Rosen stehn Und es den Strahl mir schicken.
Text Authorship:
- by Friedrich Rückert (1788 - 1866), no title, appears in Lyrische Gedichte, in 3. Liebesfrühling, in 1. Erster Strauß. Erwacht, no. 67
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I once into your eyes looked, the flash of unfading love I beheld there, I once upon your cheeks saw the bloom of roses from heaven fair. And though the flash of eye may fade and though the roses may wither, their splendor ever new refreshed, is how my heart will remember. And never will I behold your cheeks and in your eyes ne'er be gazing, without those roses that I saw bloom and with that flash be blazing.
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- Singable translation from German (Deutsch) to English copyright © 1996 by David Kenneth Smith, (re)printed on this website with kind permission. To reprint and distribute this author's work for concert programs, CD booklets, etc., please ask the copyright-holder(s) directly.
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- a text in German (Deutsch) by Friedrich Rückert (1788 - 1866), no title, appears in Lyrische Gedichte, in 3. Liebesfrühling, in 1. Erster Strauß. Erwacht, no. 67
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Die stille Lotusblume Steigt aus dem blauen See, Die Blätter flimmern und blitzen, Der Kelch ist weiß wie Schnee. Da gießt der Mond vom Himmel All' seinen gold'nen Schein, Gießt alle seine Strahlen In ihren Schooß hinein. Im Wasser um die Blume Kreiset ein weißer Schwan, Er singt so süß, so leise Und schaut die Blume an. Er singt so süß, so leise Und will im Singen vergehn -- O Blume, weiße Blume, Kannst du das Lied verstehn?
Text Authorship:
- by Emanuel von Geibel (1815 - 1884), no title, appears in Jugendgedichte, in 1. Erstes Buch, in Lieder als Intermezzo, no. 9
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The quiet lotus blossom sprouts from the pond so blue, its leaves all glimmer and sparkle, its bud is white as snow. The moon pours down from heaven all of its golden shine, pours all its golden moonbeams into her blossom heart. In water 'round the blossom circles the whitest swan it sings so sweet, so softly and gazes on the bloom. It sings so sweet, so softly and would but perish in song. O blossom, whitest blossom, can you conceive the song?
Text Authorship:
- Translation from German (Deutsch) to English copyright © 1996 by David Kenneth Smith, (re)printed on this website with kind permission. To reprint and distribute this author's work for concert programs, CD booklets, etc., please ask the copyright-holder(s) directly.
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Based on:
- a text in German (Deutsch) by Emanuel von Geibel (1815 - 1884), no title, appears in Jugendgedichte, in 1. Erstes Buch, in Lieder als Intermezzo, no. 9
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Word count: 83