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Ciclo di canzone
Song Cycle by Robert Schumann (1810 - 1856)
View original-language texts alone: Liederkreis von Joseph Freiherr von Eichendorff
Aus der Heimat hinter den Blitzen rot Da kommen die Wolken her, Aber Vater und Mutter sind lange tot, Es kennt mich dort keiner mehr. Wie bald, wie bald kommt die stille Zeit, Da ruhe ich auch, und über mir rauscht die schöne Waldeinsamkeit, Und keiner kennt mich mehr hier.
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- by Joseph Karl Benedikt, Freiherr von Eichendorff (1788 - 1857), "In der Fremde", appears in Gedichte, in 5. Totenopfer, first appeared in the novella "Viel Lärmen um nichts" (1833)
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Note: the first stanza was quoted as part of a text set by Einem.
Dalla patria, dietro il rosso dei fulmini, ecco, si avvicinano le nubi, ma mio padre e mia madre sono morti da tempo, nessuno là più mi conosce. Quando, ah presto, viene il tempo quieto, in cui riposo anch'io, e su di me risuona la bella solitudine del bosco, e nessuno qui più mi conosce.
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Dein Bildnis wunderselig Hab ich im Herzensgrund, Das sieht so frisch und fröhlich Mich an zu jeder Stund'. Mein Herz still in sich singet Ein altes schönes Lied, Das in die Luft sich schwinget Und zu dir eilig zieht.
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- by Joseph Karl Benedikt, Freiherr von Eichendorff (1788 - 1857), "Intermezzo", appears in Gedichte, in 2. Sängerleben
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La tua stupenda immagine la porto in fondo al cuore, mi guarda viva e lieta ora per ora. Il mio cuore sereno canta per sé un'antica, bella canzone, che si libra per l'aria e vola a te.
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Es ist schon spät, es ist schon kalt, Was reitst du einsam durch den Wald? Der Wald ist lang, du bist allein, Du schöne Braut! Ich führ dich heim! "Groß ist der Männer Trug und List, Vor Schmerz mein Herz gebrochen ist, Wohl irrt das Waldhorn her und hin, O flieh! Du weißt nicht, wer ich bin." So reich geschmückt ist Roß und Weib, So wunderschön der junge Leib, Jetzt kenn ich dich - Gott steh mir bei! Du bist die Hexe Lorelei. - "Du kennst mich wohl - von hohem Stein Schaut still mein Schloß tief in den Rhein. Es ist schon spät, es ist schon kalt, Kommst nimmermehr aus diesem Wald."
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- by Joseph Karl Benedikt, Freiherr von Eichendorff (1788 - 1857), "Waldgespräch", appears in Gedichte, in 7. Romanzen
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- E' già tardi, fa già freddo, ché cavalchi solitaria nel bosco? Il bosco è vasto, tu sei sola, tu bella sposa! Io ti prendo in moglie! - - Grande è l'inganno e l'astuzia degli uomini, il mio cuore è spezzato dal dolore, qua e là erra il corno silvestre, o fuggi! Tu non sai chi sono. - - Così ricchi gioielli sul cavallo e sulla donna, così meraviglioso il giovane corpo, ora ti conosco - Dio mi assista! Tu sei la strega Lorelei. - - Tu mi conosci bene, dall'alta rupe guarda quieto il mio castello il fondo del Reno. E' già tardi, fa già freddo, non esci più, mai più da questo bosco.
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Es weiß und rät es doch Keiner,
Wie mir so wohl ist, so wohl!
Ach, wüßt es nur Einer, nur Einer,
Kein Mensch es sonst wissen sollt'!
So still ist's nicht draußen im Schnee,
So stumm und verschwiegen sind
Die Sterne nicht in der Höhe,
Als meine Gedanken sind.
...
Ich wünscht', ich wäre ein Vöglein
Und zöge über das Meer,
Wohl über das Meer und weiter,
Bis daß ich im Himmel wär'!
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- by Joseph Karl Benedikt, Freiherr von Eichendorff (1788 - 1857), "Die Stille", appears in Gedichte, in 4. Frühling und Liebe
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Nessuno lo sa, nessuno lo indovina,
quanto mi piace, mi piace!
Ah, se lo sapesse uno, uno solo,
nessuno altrimenti lo deve sapere.
Non c'è tanta quiete fuori nella neve,
così mute e tranquille
non sono le stelle nel cielo,
come lo sono i miei pensieri.
[ ... ]
Nessuno lo sa, nessuno lo indovina,
quanto mi piace, mi piace!
Ah, se lo sapesse uno, uno solo,
nessuno altrimenti lo deve sapere.
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Es war, als hätt' der Himmel, Die Erde still geküßt, Daß sie im Blütenschimmer Von ihm nur träumen müßt. Die Luft ging durch die Felder, Die Ähren wogten sacht, Es rauschten leis die Wälder, So sternklar war die Nacht. Und meine Seele spannte Weit ihre Flügel aus, Flog durch die stillen Lande, Als flöge sie nach Haus.
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- by Joseph Karl Benedikt, Freiherr von Eichendorff (1788 - 1857), "Mondnacht", appears in Gedichte, in 6. Geistliche Gedichte
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Note for line 1: on the repetition in Thuille's song, "hätt'" becomes "hätte".
Era come se il cielo avesse baciato in silenzio la terra, ed essa nello splendore dei fiori dovesse sognare lui solo. L'aria spirava pei campi, le spiche ondeggiavano lievi, stormivano piano i boschi, così chiara di stelle era la notte. E la mia anima spiegò ampie le ali, volò per le lande silenziose come se volasse verso casa.
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Es rauschen die Wipfel und schauern, Als machten zu dieser Stund' Um die halbversunkenen Mauern Die alten Götter die Rund'. Hier hinter den Myrtenbäumen In heimlich dämmernder Pracht, Was sprichst du wirr wie in Träumen Zu mir, phantastische Nacht? Es funkeln auf mich alle Sterne Mit glühendem Liebesblick, Es redet trunken die Ferne Wie vom künftigem, großem Glück!
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- by Joseph Karl Benedikt, Freiherr von Eichendorff (1788 - 1857), "Schöne Fremde", appears in Gedichte, in 1. Wanderlieder
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Confirmed with Gedichte von Joseph Freiherrn von Eichendorff, Halle an der Saale: Druck und Verlag von Otto Hendel, [no year], page 23.
Stormiscono le cime degli alberi, in un brivido, come se in quest'ora sulle mura diroccate gli antichi Dei facessero la ronda. Qui, dietro i mirti nel segreto splendore del crepuscolo, che dici, vaga, come in un sogno, a me, fantastica notte? Scintillano su di me tutte le stelle con ardente sguardo d'amore, parla ebbra la lontananza come di futura, grande felicità.
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Eingeschlafen auf der Lauer Oben ist der alte Ritter; Drüber gehen Regenschauer Und der Wald rauscht durch das Gitter. Eingewachsen Bart und Haare Und versteinert Brust und Krause, Sitzt er viele hundert Jahre Oben in der stillen Klause. Draußen ist es still und friedlich, Alle sind ins Thal gezogen, Waldesvögel einsam singen In den leeren Fensterbogen. Eine Hochzeit fährt da unten Auf dem Rhein im Sonnenscheine, Musikanten spielen munter, Und die schöne Braut die weinet.
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- by Joseph Karl Benedikt, Freiherr von Eichendorff (1788 - 1857), "Auf einer Burg", appears in Gedichte, in 1. Wanderlieder
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Confirmed with Gedichte von Joseph Freiherr von Eichendorff, Leipzig: C.F. Amelangs Verlag, 1892, page 28.
Addormentato in agguato lassù sta il vecchio cavaliere; Sopra scorrono scrosci di pioggia e il bosco stormisce attraverso il cancello. Incolta la barba e la chioma, diventati pietra il petto e il collare, siede da molti secoli lassù nell'eremo silenzioso. Fuori tutto è tranquillo e in pace, tutti sono scesi a valle, gli uccelli del bosco cantano solitari negli archi vuoti delle finestre. Un corteo nuziale passa laggiù sul Reno nella luce del sole, i musici suonano allegri, e la bella sposa, lei piange.
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Ich hör' die Bächlein rauschen Im Walde her und hin, Im Walde in dem Rauschen Ich weiß nicht, wo ich bin. Die Nachtigallen schlagen Hier in der Einsamkeit, Als wollten sie was sagen Von der alten, schönen Zeit. Die Mondesschimmer fliegen, Als säh ich unter mir Das Schloß im Thale liegen, Und ist doch so weit von hier! Als müßte in dem Garten Voll Rosen weiß und roth, Meine Liebste auf mich warten, Und ist doch so lange todt.
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- by Joseph Karl Benedikt, Freiherr von Eichendorff (1788 - 1857), "In der Fremde", appears in Gedichte, in 1. Wanderlieder
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Note: modernized spelling would change "Thale" to "Tale", "roth" to "rot", and "todt" to "tot"
Sento mormorare i ruscelli, qua e là nel bosco. Nel bosco, nel mormorio, non so dove sono. Gli usignoli cantano qui nella solitudine, come se volessero raccontare del bel tempo passato. Lo splendore della luna vola, come se vedessi sotto di me il castello giù nella valle, ed è tanto lontano! Come se nel giardino pieno di rose bianche e rosse la mia amata dovesse aspettarmi, ed è morta da tanto tempo.
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Ich kann wohl manchmal singen, Als ob ich fröhlich sei, Doch heimlich Tränen dringen, Da wird das Herz mir frei. Es lassen Nachtigallen, Spielt draußen Frühlingsluft, Der Sehnsucht Lied erschallen Aus ihres Kerkers Gruft. Da lauschen alle Herzen, Und alles ist erfreut, Doch keiner fühlt die Schmerzen, Im Lied das tiefe Leid.
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- by Joseph Karl Benedikt, Freiherr von Eichendorff (1788 - 1857), no title, appears in Gedichte, in 2. Sängerleben, in Wehmut, no. 1
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Posso qualche volta cantare, come se fossi felice, ma lacrime segrete sgorgano e mi si libera il cuore. Liberano gli usignoli, quando scherza l'aura di primavera, il canto della nostalgia dalla tomba del suo carcere. E tutti i cuori ascoltano, e tutti si rallegrano, ma nessuno sente il dolore nel canto, la pena profonda.
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Dämmrung will die Flügel spreiten, Schaurig rühren sich die Bäume, Wolken ziehn wie schwere Träume - Was will dieses Grau'n bedeuten? Hast ein Reh du lieb vor andern, Laß es nicht alleine grasen, Jäger ziehn im Wald und blasen, Stimmen hin und wieder wandern. Hast du einen Freund hienieden, Trau ihm nicht zu dieser Stunde, Freundlich wohl mit Aug' und Munde, Sinnt er Krieg im tück'schen Frieden. Was heut gehet müde unter, Hebt sich morgen neu geboren. Manches geht in Nacht verloren - Hüte dich, sei wach und munter!
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- by Joseph Karl Benedikt, Freiherr von Eichendorff (1788 - 1857), "Zwielicht", appears in Gedichte, in 1. Wanderlieder
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Confirmed with Joseph Freiherrn von Eichendorffs sämtlich poetische Werk, Zweiter Band, Dritte Auflage, Leipzig, C. F. Amelang's Verlag, 1883, p. 436.
Note: some 20th century editions of Eichendorff have "wider" instead of "wieder" in stanza 2, line 4, but "wieder" is prevalent in the editions that came out in the 19th century. (With thanks to Alfred Liebel for pointing this out.)
Il crepuscolo vuole spiegare le ali, tremando si muovono gli alberi, le nubi passano come sogni grevi - che significa questa paura? Se hai un capriolo più caro degli altri, non farlo pascolare da solo, i cacciatori passano nel bosco e suonano, voci vagano qua e là. Se hai un amico quaggiù, non fidarti di lui in quest'ora, è amico col viso e col labbro, ma medita guerra in insidiosa pace. Ciò che oggi stanco tramonta, si leva domani rinato. Qualcosa si perde nella notte - sta' in guardia, sveglio e pronto!
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Es zog eine Hochzeit den Berg entlang, Ich hörte die Vögel schlagen, Da blitzten viel Reiter, das Waldhorn klang, Das war ein lustiges Jagen! Der Bräutigem küsste die blasse Braut, die Mutter sprach leis', "Nicht klagen!" Fort schmettert das Horn durch die Schluchten laut, Es war ein lustiges Jagen! Und eh' ich's gedacht, war alles verhallt, Die Nacht bedecket die Runde, Nur von den Bergen noch rauschet der Wald Und mich schauert's im Herzensgrunde.
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- by Joseph Karl Benedikt, Freiherr von Eichendorff (1788 - 1857), "Im Walde", appears in Gedichte, in 1. Wanderlieder, first published 1835
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Passava un corteo nuziale lungo la montagna, sentivo cantare gli uccelli, come un lampo, tanti cavalieri, il suono del corno, era un'allegra caccia! E prima che ci pensassi, tutto era finito, la notte copre tutto qui intorno, solo dalle montagne stormisce ancora il bosco e io sento un fremito in fondo al cuore.
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Über'n Garten durch die Lüfte Hört' ich Wandervögel ziehn, Das bedeutet Frühlingsdüfte, Unten fängt's schon an zu blühn. Jauchzen möcht' ich, möchte weinen, Ist mir's doch, als könnt's nicht sein! Alle Wunder wieder scheinen Mit dem Mondesglanz herein. Und der Mond, die Sterne sagen's, Und im Traume rauscht's der Hain, Und die Nachtigallen schlagen's: Sie ist deine! Sie ist dein!
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- by Joseph Karl Benedikt, Freiherr von Eichendorff (1788 - 1857), "Frühlingsnacht", appears in Gedichte, in 4. Frühling und Liebe
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Sopra il giardino, per l'aria, sentii passare gli uccelli migratori, vuol dire profumi di primavera, quaggiù tutto comincia a fiorire. Vorrei esultare, vorrei piangere, no, non è possibile! Antichi prodigi splendono ancora al chiarore della luna. E la luna, le stelle lo dicono, e nel sogno mormora il boschetto, e gli usignoli lo cantano: lei è tua, sì, lei è tua!
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