Italian (Italiano) translation of Säusle, liebe Myrte!

by Richard Georg Strauss (1864 - 1949), "Säusle, liebe Myrte!", op. 68 (Sechs Lieder nach Gedichten von Clemens Brentano) no. 3 (1918-1919)

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Säus'le, liebe Myrthe!
Wie still ist's in der Welt,
Der Mond, der Sternenhirte
Auf klarem Himmelsfeld,
Treibt schon die Wolkenschafe
Zum Born des Lichtes hin,
Schlaf, mein Freund, o schlafe,
Bis ich wieder bei dir bin!

Säus'le, liebe Myrthe!
Und träum' im Sternenschein,
Die Turteltaube girrte
Auch ihre Brut schon ein.
Still ziehn die Wolkenschafe
Zum Born des Lichtes hin,
Schlaf, mein Freund, o schlafe,
Bis ich wieder bei dir bin!

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Confirmed with Clemens Brentano's gesammelte schriften. Zweiter Band. Weltliche Gedichte, ed. by Christian Brentano, Frankfurt am Main, J. D. Sauerländer's Verlag, 1852, pages 441-442.

Note: the spelling of "Myrthe" has undergone a few spelling reforms, and might be seen variously as "Myrte" or "Mirte".


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Hörst du, wie die Brunnen rauschen?
Hörst du, wie die Grille zirpt?
Stille, stille, laß uns lauschen,
Selig, wer in Träumen stirbt;
Selig, wen die Wolken wiegen,
Wenn der Mond ein Schlaflied singt;
O! wie selig kann der fliegen,
Dem der Traum den Flügel schwingt,
Daß an blauer Himmelsdecke
Sterne er wie Blumen pflückt;
Schlafe, träume, flieg, ich wecke
Bald dich auf und bin beglückt!

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Confirmed with Clemens Brentano's gesammelte schriften. Zweiter Band. Weltliche Gedichte, ed. by Christian Brentano, Frankfurt am Main, J. D. Sauerländer's Verlag, 1852, pages 441-442.

Note: Line 6 word 1 is "Wenn" in the first edition, but later editions use "Wem".


Researcher for this text: Emily Ezust [Administrator]
Author(s): Clemens Maria Wenzeslaus von Brentano (1778 - 1842)
Sussurra, caro mirto!
Che pace c'è nel mondo,
la luna, il pastore delle stelle,
sui luminosi campi del cielo,
conduce già il gregge delle nuvole
verso là dove nasce la luce,
dormi, amico mio, dormi,
fin che io sarò di nuovo da te!

Sussurra, caro mirto!
E sogna alla luce delle stelle,
la tortora ha già finito 
di tubare e di covare.
Tacito va il gregge delle nuvole
verso là dove nasce la luce,
dormi, amico mio, dormi,
fin che io sarò di nuovo da te!

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Senti come scorrono le fonti?
Senti come il grillo fa il suo verso?
Zitto, zitto, ascoltiamo,
beato chi dorme nei sogni;
beato che è cullato dalle nuvole,
a cui la luna canta una ninnananna;
oh! Come vola felice colui
a cui il sogno spiega le ali,
poi che sulla volta del cielo
coglie stelle come fiori;
dormi, sogna, vola, ché io ti sveglio
presto e sono felice!

Text Authorship:

  • Translation from German (Deutsch) to Italian (Italiano) copyright © 2005 by Amelia Maria Imbarrato, (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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Note for line 6: if "wenn", use "quando"



Translation © by Amelia Maria Imbarrato