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Waltz Songs on Tuscan Folk Lyrics by Ferdinand Gregorovius
Song Cycle by Alexander Zemlinsky (1871 - 1942)
View original-language texts alone: Walzer Gesänge nach toskanischen Volksliedern von Ferdinand Gregorovius
Liebe Schwalbe, kleine Schwalbe, Du fliegst auf und singst so früh, Streuest durch die Himmelsbläue Deine süße Melodie. Die da schlafen noch am Morgen, Alle Liebende in Ruh', Mit dem zwitschernden Gesange Die Versunk'nen weckest du. Auf! nun auf! ihr Liebesschläfer, Weil die Morgenschwalbe rief; Denn die Nacht wird den betrügen, Der den hellen Tag verschlief.
Text Authorship:
- by Ferdinand Gregorovius (1821 - 1891), no title, appears in Wanderjahre in Italien, in Toscanische Melodieen, no. 7
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- a text in Italian (Italiano) by Anonymous/Unidentified Artist , Tuscan [text unavailable]
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Dear swallow, small swallow, you fly up and sing so early, strewing through the blue heavens your sweet melody. Those who still are sleeping in the morning, all lovers at rest, with your twittering songs you awaken them from their slumber. Up! get up! you sleeping lovers - the morning swallow is calling: for the night will cheat those who sleep away the bright day.
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- a text in German (Deutsch) by Ferdinand Gregorovius (1821 - 1891), no title, appears in Wanderjahre in Italien, in Toscanische Melodieen, no. 7
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- a text in Italian (Italiano) by Anonymous/Unidentified Artist , Tuscan [text unavailable]
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Line count: 12
Word count: 64
Klagen ist der Mond gekommen Vor der Sonne Angesicht, Soll ihm noch der Himmel frommen, Da du Glanz ihm nahmst und Licht? Seine Sterne ging er zählen, Und er will vor Leid vergehn: Zwei der schönsten Sterne fehlen, Die in Deinem Antlitz stehn.
Text Authorship:
- by Ferdinand Gregorovius (1821 - 1891), no title, appears in Wanderjahre in Italien, in Toscanische Melodieen, no. 8
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- a text in Italian (Italiano) from Volkslieder (Folksongs) , "La luna s'è venuta a lamentare", appears in Canti popolari toscani. Raccolti e annotati da Giuseppe Tigri, Firenze, Barbera, first published 1856
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The moon has come lamenting before the gaze of the sun: What use to her1 are the heavens if you have taken away her radiance and light? She went to count her stars, and she will die for sorrow: two of the fairest stars are missing - those that belong to your face.
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- a text in German (Deutsch) by Ferdinand Gregorovius (1821 - 1891), no title, appears in Wanderjahre in Italien, in Toscanische Melodieen, no. 8
Based on:
- a text in Italian (Italiano) from Volkslieder (Folksongs) , "La luna s'è venuta a lamentare", appears in Canti popolari toscani. Raccolti e annotati da Giuseppe Tigri, Firenze, Barbera, first published 1856
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View original text (without footnotes)1 in German, the moon is masculine, but in English poetic tradition (and French), the moon is feminine.
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Line count: 8
Word count: 52
Fensterlein, nachts bist du zu, Tust auf dich am Tag mir zu Leide: Mit Nelken umringelt bist du; O öffne dich, Augenweide! Fenster aus köstlichen Stein, Drinnen die Sonne, die Sterne da draußen, O Fensterlein heimlich und klein, Sonne da drinnen und Rosen da draußen.
Text Authorship:
- by Ferdinand Gregorovius (1821 - 1891), no title, appears in Wanderjahre in Italien, in Toscanische Melodieen, no. 27
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- a text in Italian (Italiano) by Anonymous/Unidentified Artist , Tuscan [text unavailable]
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Little window, by night you are shut, and by day, to my sorrow, you are open: you are framed with carnations; If you were to open, it would be a welcome sight! Window of precious stone, within - sunlight; without - stars; O little window, secret and small, sun within and roses without.
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- a text in German (Deutsch) by Ferdinand Gregorovius (1821 - 1891), no title, appears in Wanderjahre in Italien, in Toscanische Melodieen, no. 27
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- a text in Italian (Italiano) by Anonymous/Unidentified Artist , Tuscan [text unavailable]
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Line count: 8
Word count: 51
Ich gehe des Nachts, wie der Mond thut geh'n, Ich suche, wo den Geliebten sie haben; Da hab' ich den Tod, den finstern, geseh'n. Er sprach: such' nicht, ich hab' ihn begraben.
Text Authorship:
- by Ferdinand Gregorovius (1821 - 1891), no title, appears in Wanderjahre in Italien, in Toscanische Melodieen, no. 4
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- a text in Italian (Italiano) by Anonymous/Unidentified Artist , no title, Tuscan [text unavailable]
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I walk at night, following the moon; I search for where they have taken my sweetheart. But then I saw death, the Dark One. He said: "Search no longer - I have buried him."
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- a text in German (Deutsch) by Ferdinand Gregorovius (1821 - 1891), no title, appears in Wanderjahre in Italien, in Toscanische Melodieen, no. 4
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- a text in Italian (Italiano) by Anonymous/Unidentified Artist , no title, Tuscan [text unavailable]
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Line count: 4
Word count: 33
Blaues Sternlein, du sollst schweigen, Das Geheimnis gib nicht kund, Sollst nicht allen Leuten zeigen Unsern stillen Herzensbund. Mögen and're stehn in Schmerzen, Jeder sage, was er will; Sind zufrieden unsre Herzen, Sind wir beide gerne still.
Text Authorship:
- by Ferdinand Gregorovius (1821 - 1891), no title, appears in Wanderjahre in Italien, in Toscanische Melodieen, no. 24
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- a text in Italian (Italiano) by Anonymous/Unidentified Artist , Tuscan [text unavailable]
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Blue little star, be silent - do not reveal the secret. Do not show everyone the silent bond between our hearts. Others may stand their sorrows - let them say what they will; Our hearts are satisfied, and we happily keep silent.
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- Translation from German (Deutsch) to English copyright © by Emily Ezust
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- a text in German (Deutsch) by Ferdinand Gregorovius (1821 - 1891), no title, appears in Wanderjahre in Italien, in Toscanische Melodieen, no. 24
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- a text in Italian (Italiano) by Anonymous/Unidentified Artist , Tuscan [text unavailable]
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Line count: 8
Word count: 40
Briefchen schrieb und warf in den Wind ich, Sie fielen ins Meer, und sie fielen auf Sand. Ketten von Schnee und von Eise, die bind' ich, Die Sonne zerschmilzt sie in meiner Hand. Maria, Maria, du sollst es dir merken: Am Ende gewinnt, wer dauert im Streit, Maria, Maria, das sollst du bedenken: Es siegt, wer dauert in Ewigkeit.
Text Authorship:
- by Ferdinand Gregorovius (1821 - 1891), no title, appears in Wanderjahre in Italien, in Toscanische Melodieen, no. 29
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- a text in Italian (Italiano) by Anonymous/Unidentified Artist , Tuscan [text unavailable]
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I wrote little letters and threw them into the wind; they fell into the sea, and they fell onto the sand. Into chains of snow and ice, I wind them, and the sun melts them in my hands. Maria, Maria, you must notice: he who endures the struggle wins in the end; Maria, Maria, you must understand: he who endures in eternity is victorious.
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- Translation from German (Deutsch) to English copyright © by Emily Ezust
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Based on:
- a text in German (Deutsch) by Ferdinand Gregorovius (1821 - 1891), no title, appears in Wanderjahre in Italien, in Toscanische Melodieen, no. 29
Based on:
- a text in Italian (Italiano) by Anonymous/Unidentified Artist , Tuscan [text unavailable]
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This text was added to the website between May 1995 and September 2003.
Line count: 8
Word count: 64