Åtte tidlige sanger

Song Cycle by Anton von Webern (1883 - 1945)

View original-language texts alone: Acht frühe Lieder

1. Tief von fern
 (Sung text)
Language: German (Deutsch) 
Aus des Abends weißen Wogen
taucht ein Stern;
tief von fern
kommt der junge Mond gezogen.

Tief von fern,
aus des Morgens grauen Wogen,
langt der große blasse Bogen
nach dem Stern.

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by Richard Fedor Leopold Dehmel (1863 - 1920)
1. Dypt fra det fjerne
Language: Norwegian (Bokmål) 
Opp fra kveldens hvite bølger
dukker det en stjerne;
Dypt fra det fjerne
Kommer den unge månen trekkende.

Dypt fra det fjerne,
fra morgenens grå bølger,
strekker de store blasse buene seg
etter stjernene.

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2. Aufblick
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Language: German (Deutsch) 
Über unsre Liebe hängt
eine tiefe Trauerweide.
Nacht und Schatten um uns beide;
unsre Stirnen sind gesenkt.

Wortlos sitzen wir im Dunkeln;
einstmals rauschte hier ein Strom,
einstmalssahn wir Sterne funkeln.

Ist denn Alles tot und trübe?
Horch: ein ferner Mund! vom Dom!

Glockenchöre... Nacht ... und Liebe...

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by Richard Fedor Leopold Dehmel (1863 - 1920)
2. Blikk oppover
Language: Norwegian (Bokmål) 
Over vår kjærlighet henger
en dyp sørgepil.
Natt og skygger omslutter oss begge.
Våre panner er senkede.

Ordløse sitter vi i mørket.
En gang bruste det her en elv,
en gang så vi stjerner blinke.

Er så alt dødt og trist?
Hør: - en fjern munn -- fra kirken:

Klokkekor... Natt og kjærlighet...

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3. Blumengruß
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Language: German (Deutsch) 
Der Strauß, den ich gepflücket,
Grüße dich viel tausendmal!
Ich habe mich oft gebücket,
Ach, wohl eintausendmal,
Und ihn ans Herz gedrücket
Viel hunderttausendmal!

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by Johann Wolfgang von Goethe (1749 - 1832)
3. Blomsterhilsen
Language: Norwegian (Bokmål) 
Buketten som jeg plukket
hilser deg mange tusen ganger!
jeg har ofte bøyd meg ned,
Akk, sikkert tusen ganger,
Og trykket den til mitt hjerte
Mange hundretusen ganger!

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4. Bild der Liebe
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Language: German (Deutsch) 
Vom Wald umgeben
Ein Blütenbaum -
So lacht ins Leben
Der Liebe Traum,
Ihm nah verbunden
Und fern zugleich,
Bis er entschwunden
Dem Zauberreich.

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by Friedrich Hermann Frey (1839 - 1911), as Martin Greif
4. Kjærlighetsbilde
Language: Norwegian (Bokmål) 
Omsluttet av skogen
- et blomstrende tre -
slik ler i livet
drømmens kjærlighet,
nært forbundet
men samtidig så fjern,
til den forsvinner
i trylleriket.

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5. Sommerabend
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Language: German (Deutsch) 
Du Sommerabend! Heilig, goldnes Licht!
In sanftem Glühen steht die Flur entzündet.
Kein Laut, der dieses Friedens Lauschen bricht,
in ein Gefühl ist alles hingemündet.

Auch meine Seele sehnt sich nach der Nacht
und nach des Dunkels taugeperltem Steigen
und will nur lauschen, wie in Rosenpracht
die dunklen Himmelsstunden leuchtend schweigen.

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Confirmed with Wilhelm Weigand, In der Frühe, Leipzig und Berlin: Georg Heinrich Meyer Heimatverlag, 1901, page 27. Appears in Im Übergang.


by Wilhelm Weigand (1862 - 1949)
5. Sommerkveld
Language: Norwegian (Bokmål) 
Du sommerkveld! Hellige, gylne lys!
I en mild glød står marken tent.
Ingen lyd bryter denne fredens stillhet,
alt er ledet bort i en følelse.
Også min sjel lengter etter natten
og etter mørkets duggperlede stigning
og vil bare lytte, som i roseprakt
til de mørke himmelstimenes lysende taushet.

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6. Heiter
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Language: German (Deutsch) 
Mein Herz ist wie ein See so weit,
Drin lacht dein Antlitz sonnenlicht
In tiefer süßer Einsamkeit,
Wo leise Well' an Well' sich bricht.

Ist's Nacht, ist's Tag? Ich weiß es nicht,
Lacht doch auf mich so lieb und lind
Dein sonnenlichtes Angesicht
Und selig bin ich wie ein Kind.

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by Friedrich Wilhelm Nietzsche (1844 - 1900)
6. Munter
Language: Norwegian (Bokmål) 
Mitt hjerte er som en sjø så vid,
Der inne ler ditt åsyns sollys
I dyp søt ensomhet,
Hvor stille bølge på bølge bryter.

Er det natt, er det dag? Jeg vet ikke,
le da mot meg så kjærlig og mildt
ditt sollyse ansikt
og jeg vil være salig som et barn.

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7. Der Tod
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Language: German (Deutsch) 
Ach, es ist so dunkel in des Todes Kammer,
  Tönt so traurig, wenn er sich bewegt
Und nun aufhebt seinen schweren Hammer,
  Und die Stunde schlägt.

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by Matthias Claudius (1740 - 1815)
7. Døden
Language: Norwegian (Bokmål) 
Akk, det er så mørkt i dødens kammer,
Det lyder så trist når han beveger seg
og nå hever sin tunge hammer
og slår timen.

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8. Heimgang in der Frühe
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Language: German (Deutsch) 
In der Dämmerung,
Um Glock' zwei, Glock' dreie,
Trat ich aus der Tür
In die Morgenweihe.

Klanglos liegt der Weg,
Und die Bäume schweigen,
Und das Vogellied
Schläft noch in den Zweigen.

Hör ich hinter mir
Sacht ein Fenster schließen?
Will mein strömend Herz
Übers Ufer fließen?

Sieht mein Sehnen nur
Blond und blaue Farben?
Himmelsrot und Grün
Samt den andern starben.

Ihrer Augen Blau
Küßt die Wölkchenherde,
Und ihr blondes Haar
Deckt die ganze Erde.

Was die Nacht mir gab,
Wird mich lang durchbeben;
Meine Arme weit
Fangen Lust und Leben.

Eine Drossel weckt
Plötzlich aus den Bäumen,
Und der Tag erwacht
Still aus Liebesträumen.

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by Detlev von Liliencron (1844 - 1909)
8. På tidlig hjemvei
Language: Norwegian (Bokmål) 
I demringen
Klokken to, klokken tre
Gikk jeg ut av døren
i morgenens stillhet.

Vegen ligger der uten en lyd
trærne tier,
Og fuglesangen
sover fremdeles på grenene.

Hører jeg bak meg
et vindu lukke seg stille?
Vil mitt overstrømmende hjerte
flyte over sine bredder?

Ser min lengsel kun
bleke og blå farger?
Det himmelsrøde og grønne
er dødt sammen med de andre.

Hennes blå øyne
Kysser de små hærene av skyer,
Og hennes blonde hår
dekker hele jorden.

Hva natten gav meg
kommer lenge til å skjelve i meg;
Mine armer favner vidt
Lyst og liv.

En trost våkner
plutselig i et tre,
og dagen våkner
stille fra kjærlighetsdrømmene.

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