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Five songs from Uhland's "Wandering Songs"
Song Cycle by Gustav Erlanger (1842 - 1908)
View original-language texts alone: Fünf Lieder aus Uhland's Wanderlieder, für Bariton mit Pianofortebegleitung
Lebe wohl, lebe wohl, mein Lieb! Muß noch heute scheiden. Einen Kuß, einen Kuß [mir gib]1! Muß dich ewig meiden. Eine Blüt', eine Blüt' mir brich Von dem Baum im Garten! Keine Frucht, keine Frucht für mich! Darf sie nicht erwarten.
Authorship:
- by Johann Ludwig Uhland (1787 - 1862), "Lebewohl", appears in Lieder, in Wanderlieder, no. 1, first published 1815
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Available translations, adaptations or excerpts, and transliterations (if applicable):
- ENG English (Emily Ezust) , "Farewell", copyright ©
- FRE French (Français) (Pierre Mathé) , "Adieu", copyright © 2009, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
Confirmed with Uhlands Werke, Erster Teil, Gedichte, herausgegeben von Adalbert Silbermann, Berlin, Leipzig, Wien, Stuttgart: Deutsches Verlagshaus Bong & Co., [no year], page 53.
1 Karg-Elert: "für mich"Research team for this page: John Versmoren , Sharon Krebs [Guest Editor]
Farewell, farewell, my love! I must leave today. One kiss, give me one kiss! For I must leave you forever. One blossom, pick me one blossom From the tree in the garden! No fruit, no fruit for me! -- I dare not expect it.
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- Translation from German (Deutsch) to English copyright © by Emily Ezust
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- a text in German (Deutsch) by Johann Ludwig Uhland (1787 - 1862), "Lebewohl", appears in Lieder, in Wanderlieder, no. 1, first published 1815
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This text was added to the website between May 1995 and September 2003.
Line count: 8
Word count: 43
Will ruhen unter den Bäumen hier, Die [Vögelein]1 hör' ich so gerne. Wie singet ihr so zum Herzen mir! Von [unsrer]2 Liebe was wisset ihr In dieser weiten Ferne? Will ruhen hier an des Baches Rand, Wo duftige [Blümlein]3 sprießen. Wer hat euch Blümlein, [hieher]4 gesandt? Seid ihr ein herzliches Liebespfand Aus der Ferne von meiner Süßen?
Authorship:
- by Johann Ludwig Uhland (1787 - 1862), "In der Ferne", written 1806, appears in Lieder, in Wanderlieder, no. 3, first published 1815
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Available translations, adaptations or excerpts, and transliterations (if applicable):
- CAT Catalan (Català) (Salvador Pila) , copyright © 2022, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
- DUT Dutch (Nederlands) [singable] (Lau Kanen) , copyright © 2014, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
- ENG English (Emily Ezust) , "Far away", copyright ©
- FRE French (Français) (Pierre Mathé) , "Au loin", copyright © 2009, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
- ITA Italian (Italiano) (Ferdinando Albeggiani) , "Lontano", copyright © 2008, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
- SPA Spanish (Español) (Alfonso Sebastián) , copyright © 2021, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
1 Aggházy, Unger: "Vöglein"
2 Andersson: "meiner"
3 Aggházy: "Blumen"
4 Brahms, Andersson: "hierher"
Research team for this page: Emily Ezust [Administrator] , Johann Winkler
I will rest under the trees here, I enjoy listening to the little birds so much; How can your singing affect my heart so! What do you know of our love, In this far-off place? I will rest here on the edge of the brook, Where fragrant little flowers sprout. Who has sent you little blossoms here? Are you a heartfelt pledge of love From my far-off sweetheart?
Authorship:
- Translation from German (Deutsch) to English copyright © by Emily Ezust
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- a text in German (Deutsch) by Johann Ludwig Uhland (1787 - 1862), "In der Ferne", written 1806, appears in Lieder, in Wanderlieder, no. 3, first published 1815
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This text was added to the website between May 1995 and September 2003.
Line count: 10
Word count: 68
Ich reit' ins finstre Land hinein, Nicht Mond noch Sterne geben Schein, Die kalten Winde tosen. Oft hab' ich diesen Weg gemacht, Wann goldner Sonnenschein gelacht, Bei lauer Lüfte Kosen. Ich reit' am finstern Garten hin, Die dürren Bäume sausen drin, Die welken Blätter fallen. Hier pflegt' ich in der Rosenzeit, Wann alles sich der Liebe weiht, Mit meinem Lieb zu wallen. Erloschen ist der Sonne Strahl, Verwelkt die Rosen allzumal, Mein Lieb zu Grab' getragen. Ich reit' ins finstre Land hinein Im Wintersturm, ohn' allen Schein, Den Mantel umgeschlagen.
Authorship:
- by Johann Ludwig Uhland (1787 - 1862), "Nachtreise", written 1811, appears in Lieder, in Wanderlieder, no. 5, first published 1815
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- ENG English (Malcolm Wren) , copyright © 2020, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
- FRE French (Français) (Pierre Mathé) , "Voyage de nuit", copyright © 2009, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
I am riding into the dark land, Neither moon nor stars offer any light, The cold winds are roaring. I have often taken this track When golden sunlight was smiling down, With the caress of gentle breezes. I am riding towards the dark garden, The barren trees are rustling within it, The faded leaves are falling. Here I busied myself at the time of roses, When everything was dedicated to love, Spending time with my love. The sun's beams have been extinguished, Every one of the roses has withered, My love has been carried to the grave. I am riding into the dark land, In the winter storm, without any light, With my coat turned up.
Authorship:
- Translation from German (Deutsch) to English copyright © 2020 by Malcolm Wren, (re)printed on this website with kind permission. To reprint and distribute this author's work for concert programs, CD booklets, etc., you may ask the copyright-holder(s) directly or ask us; we are authorized to grant permission on their behalf. Please provide the translator's name when contacting us.
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Translations of title(s):
"Die Nachtreise" = "Journey at night"
"Ich reit' in's finstre Land hinein" = "I am riding into the dark land"
"Nachtlied" = "Night song"
"Nachtreise" = "Journey at night"
"Nachtritt" = "Riding at night"
This text was added to the website: 2020-04-20
Line count: 18
Word count: 116
Bei diesem kalten Wehen Sind alle Strassen leer, Die Wasser stille stehen; Ich aber [schweif umher]1, Die Sonne scheint so trübe, Muss früh hinuntergehn, Erloschen ist die Liebe, Die Lust kann [nicht]2 bestehn. [ Nun geht der Wald zu Ende, Im Dorfe mach ich halt, Da wärm ich meine Hände,]3 Bleibt auch das Herze kalt.
Authorship:
- by Johann Ludwig Uhland (1787 - 1862), "Winterreise", written 1811, appears in Lieder, in Wanderlieder, no. 6, first published 1815
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Available translations, adaptations or excerpts, and transliterations (if applicable):
- CAT Catalan (Català) (Salvador Pila) , copyright © 2020, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
- ENG English (Sharon Krebs) , copyright © 2014, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
- FRE French (Français) (Pierre Mathé) , "Voyage d'hiver", copyright © 2009, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
1 R. Strauss: "schweif' einher"
2 R. Strauss: "nie"
3 R. Strauss: "Nun ist der Wald zu Ende, / Am Dorfe mach' ich Halt, / Und wärm' mir meine Hände"
Researcher for this page: Alberto Pedrotti
When the wind blows this coldly All the streets are empty, The waters stand still; But I rove about, The sun shines so blearily, Early it must sink, Love has been extinguished, Joy [cannot]1 persist. Now the forest [almost]2 lies behind me, I stop in the village, [There]3 I warm my hands, Even though my heart remains cold.
Authorship:
- Translation from German (Deutsch) to English copyright © 2014 by Sharon Krebs, (re)printed on this website with kind permission. To reprint and distribute this author's work for concert programs, CD booklets, etc., you may ask the copyright-holder(s) directly or ask us; we are authorized to grant permission on their behalf. Please provide the translator's name when contacting us.
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- a text in German (Deutsch) by Johann Ludwig Uhland (1787 - 1862), "Winterreise", written 1811, appears in Lieder, in Wanderlieder, no. 6, first published 1815
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Translated titles:
"Winterreise" = "Winter journey"
"Die Winterreise" = "The winter journey"
"Bei diesem kalten Wehen" = "When the wind blows this coldly"
"Wanderlied im Winter" = "Winter wandering song"
"Das verwaiste Kind" = "The orphaned child"
2 omitted by R. Strauss
3 R. Strauss: "And"
This text was added to the website: 2014-03-25
Line count: 12
Word count: 58
Bei einem Wirte, wundermild, Da war ich [jüngst zu Gaste]1, Ein gold'ner Apfel war sein Schild An einem [langen]2 Aste. Es war der gute Apfelbaum, Bei dem ich eingekehret, Mit [süsser]3 Kost und frischem Schaum Hat er mich wohl genähret. Es kamen in sein grünes Haus Viel leichtbeschwingte Gäste; Sie sprangen frei und hielten Schmaus Und sangen auf das Beste. Ich fand ein Bett zu süsser Ruh Auf weichen grünen Matten; Der Wirt, er deckte selbst mich zu Mit seinem [kühlen]2 Schatten. Nun fragt' ich nach der Schuldigkeit, Da schüttelt' er den Wipfel. Gesegnet sei er allezeit Von der Wurzel bis zum Gipfel.
Authorship:
- by Johann Ludwig Uhland (1787 - 1862), "Einkehr", written 1811, appears in Lieder, in Wanderlieder, no. 8, first published 1815
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- CAT Catalan (Català) (Salvador Pila) , copyright © 2019, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
- ENG English (Sharon Krebs) , "Stopping at an inn", copyright © 2014, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
- FRE French (Français) (Pierre Mathé) , "Halte", copyright © 2009, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
1 Burgmüller: "einst zu Gast"
2 R. Strauss, 1871: "grünen" [corrected by his father on the manuscript]
3 R. Strauss, 1871: "frischer" [corrected by his father on the manuscript]
Researcher for this page: Peter Donderwinkel
In the abode of an innkeeper, wondrously gentle, I was [recently]1 a guest. The emblem of the inn was a golden apple Upon a [long]2 branch. It was the good old apple tree -- [That was the inn] at which I stopped, With [sweet]3 sustenance and a freshly foaming drink It nourished me well. Into its green abode Many light-winged guests came; They hopped about freely and feasted And sang their very best. Upon the soft green meadows I found a bed for sweet repose; The innkeeper himself covered me up With his [cool]2 shadow. When I asked for the bill, He shook his leafy locks [in negation]. May he be blessed at all times From his roots to the tips of his lofty branches.
Authorship:
- Translation from German (Deutsch) to English copyright © 2014 by Sharon Krebs, (re)printed on this website with kind permission. To reprint and distribute this author's work for concert programs, CD booklets, etc., you may ask the copyright-holder(s) directly or ask us; we are authorized to grant permission on their behalf. Please provide the translator's name when contacting us.
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Based on:
- a text in German (Deutsch) by Johann Ludwig Uhland (1787 - 1862), "Einkehr", written 1811, appears in Lieder, in Wanderlieder, no. 8, first published 1815
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View original text (without footnotes)1 Burgmüller: "once"
2 R. Strauss, 1871: "green" [corrected by his father on the manuscript]
3 R. Strauss, 1871: "fresh" [corrected by his father on the manuscript]
This text was added to the website: 2014-06-12
Line count: 20
Word count: 124