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Lieder von Emily
Translations © by Bertram Kottmann
Song Cycle by Allyson Brown Applebaum (b. 1955)
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The morns are meeker than they were, The nuts are getting brown; The berry's cheek is plumper, The rose is out of town. The maple wears a gayer scarf, The field a scarlet gown. Lest I should be old-fashioned, I'll put a trinket on.
Text Authorship:
- by Emily Dickinson (1830 - 1886), no title, appears in Poems of Emily Dickinson, first published 1890
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Die Früh' gedämpfter als zuvor, die Nüsse brauner schon; der Beere Wange runder, die Rose ist geflohn. Der Ahorn trägt den buntern Schal, die Flur ein rot Gewand. Dass ich nicht altmodisch bin, leg ich ein Schmuckstück an.
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Word count: 38
I'll tell you how the Sun rose, - A Ribbon at a time - The Steeples swam in Amethyst - The news like Squirrels ran - The Hills untied their Bonnets, The Bobolinks - begun - Then I said softly to myself - "That must have been the Sun!" But how he set - I know not - There seemed a purple stile Which little Yellow boys and girls Were climbing all the while - Till when they reached the other side - A Dominie in Gray Put gently up the evening Bars, And led the flock away.
Text Authorship:
- by Emily Dickinson (1830 - 1886), no title, appears in Poems of Emily Dickinson, first published 1890
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Ich sag dir, wie die Sonn’ aufging: Ein Lichtstreif, Mal für Mal, Kirchturm in Amethyst getaucht, eichhörnchenflink der Klatsch; das Bergland zog den Wolkenhut, ein erster Vogel sang - da sagt’ ich leise vor mich hin: „Das kam wohl von der Sonn’ !“ Doch wie sie sank - das weiß ich nicht - ein lila Zauntritt schien’s, den kleine, gelbe Kinderchen bestiegen unverwandt, bis, als sie alle drüber warn, in Grau, ein Pfarrer kam, der sacht das Abendgatter schloss, die Herde mit sich nahm.
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- Translation from English to German (Deutsch) copyright © 2017 by Bertram Kottmann, (re)printed on this website with kind permission. To reprint and distribute this author's work for concert programs, CD booklets, etc., you must ask the copyright-holder(s) directly for permission. If you receive no response, you must consider it a refusal.
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Word count: 81
How happy is the little stone That rambles in the road alone, And doesn't care about careers, And exigencies never fears; Whose coat of elemental brown A passing universe put on; And independent as the sun, Associates or glows alone, Fulfilling absolute decree In casual simplicity.
Text Authorship:
- by Emily Dickinson (1830 - 1886), no title, appears in Poems by Emily Dickinson, first published 1891
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Wie glücklich doch der kleine Stein, der auf dem Weg ist, ganz allein, der Karrieren ignoriert, in Nöten furchtlos reagiert; ein Universum en passant zog ihm ’nen braunen Mantel an. Frei wie die Sonn, für sich allein kann leuchten er, oder zu zwein. Hält sich an obersten Entscheid in ungezwungner Einfachheit.
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Word count: 51
Surgeons must be very careful When they take the knife! Underneath their fine incisions Stirs the culprit, - Life!
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- by Emily Dickinson (1830 - 1886), no title, appears in Poems by Emily Dickinson, first published 1891
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Höchst bedacht sollten Chirurgen sich ans Werk begeben, regt sich unter ihren Schnitten doch der Täter, - Leben!
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- Translation from English to German (Deutsch) copyright © 2018 by Bertram Kottmann, (re)printed on this website with kind permission. To reprint and distribute this author's work for concert programs, CD booklets, etc., you must ask the copyright-holder(s) directly for permission. If you receive no response, you must consider it a refusal.
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- a text in English by Emily Dickinson (1830 - 1886), no title, appears in Poems by Emily Dickinson, first published 1891
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Line count: 4
Word count: 17