Sept chants de jeunesse

Song Cycle by Alban Maria Johannes Berg (1885 - 1935)

Word count: 536
Original language: Sieben frühe Lieder
Dämmern Wolken über Nacht und Thal,
Nebel schweben. Wasser rauschen sacht.
Nun entschleiert sich's mit einem Mal:
O gieb acht! gieb acht!

Weites Wunderland ist aufgethan,
Silbern ragen Berge traumhaft gross,
Stille Pfade silberlicht thalan
Aus verborg'nem Schoss.

Und die hehre Welt so traumhaft rein.
Stummer Buchenbaum am Wege steht
Schattenschwarz -- ein Hauch vom fernen Hain
Einsam leise [geht] 1.

Und aus tiefen Grundes Düsterheit
Blinken Lichter auf in [stumme]2 Nacht.
Trinke Seele! trinke Einsamkeit!
O gieb acht! gieb acht!

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  • CAT Catalan (Català) (Salvador Pila) , "Nit", copyright © 2011, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
  • ENG English (Emily Ezust) , "Night", copyright ©
  • FRE French (Français) (Guy Laffaille) , "Nuit", copyright © 2015, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
  • ITA Italian (Italiano) (Ferdinando Albeggiani) , "Notte", copyright © 2010, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
  • POR Portuguese (Português) (Elke Beatriz Riedel) , "Noite", copyright © 2011, (re)printed on this website with kind permission

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Confirmed with Carl Hauptmann Aus meinem Tagebuch, Berlin: S. Fischer Verlag, 1900, page 213.

1 Berg: "weht"
2 Berg: "stummer

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1. Nuit
Les nuages assombrissent la nuit et la vallée,
La brume flotte, l'eau murmure doucement.
Maintenant d'un seul coup le voile se lève :
Oh, prenez garde ! Oh, prenez garde !

Une vaste terre de merveilles s'est ouverte,
Des montagnes argentées s'élèvent fantastiquement grandes,
Des sentiers éclatants d'argent menaient à la vallée
Depuis des endroits cachés.

Et le noble monde est si fantastiquement pur.
Un buis muet se tient près du chemin,
Plein d'ombres noires ; une brise depuis un bosquet lointain
Souffle doucement.

Et depuis la profonde obscurité
Des lumières clignotent dans la nuit muette.
Bois, mon âme ! bois dans cette solitude !
Oh, prenez garde ! Oh, prenez garde !

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2. Schilflied [sung text checked 1 time]
Auf geheimem Waldespfade
Schleich' ich gern im Abendschein
An das öde Schilfgestade,
Mädchen, und gedenke dein!

Wenn sich dann der Busch verdüstert,
Rauscht das Rohr geheimnisvoll,
Und es klaget und es flüstert,
Daß ich weinen, weinen soll.

Und ich mein', ich höre wehen
Leise deiner Stimme Klang,
Und im Weiher untergehen
Deinen lieblichen Gesang.

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  • CAT Catalan (Català) (Salvador Pila) , "Cançó del canyís", copyright © 2011, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
  • ENG English (Emily Ezust) , no title, copyright ©
  • ENG English [singable] (Louisa Loring Dresel)
  • ENG English [singable] (Walter A. Aue) , "Hidden trails through forest's secrets", copyright © 2008, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
  • FIN Finnish (Suomi) (Erkki Pullinen) , copyright © 2010, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
  • FRE French (Français) (Guy Laffaille) , copyright © 2015, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
  • ITA Italian (Italiano) (Ferdinando Albeggiani) , "Canto del canneto", copyright © 2010, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
  • POR Portuguese (Português) (Elke Beatriz Riedel) , "A Canção dos Juncos", copyright © 2011, (re)printed on this website with kind permission

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by Nikolaus Lenau (1802 - 1850)
2. Chant des roseaux
Le long d'un chemin secret de la forêt
J'aime me faufiler dans la lumière du soir ;
Je vais vers la rive déserte couverte de roseaux,
Ma mie, et je pense à toi !

Quand les buissons deviennent noirs,
Les roseaux murmurent mystérieusement,
Il y a des lamentations, des chuchotements,
De sorte que je pleure et ne peux m'empêcher de pleurer.

Et je pense que j'entends flotter
Doucement le son de ta voix,
Et en bas dans l'étang
Ton adorable chant.

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Translation of title "Schilflied" = "Chant des roseaux"


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3. Die Nachtigall [sung text checked 1 time]
[Das]1 macht, es hat die Nachtigall
Die ganze [Nacht]2 gesungen;
Da sind von ihrem süssen Schall,
Da sind in Hall und Widerhall
Die Rosen aufgesprungen.
 
Sie war doch sonst ein wildes [Kind]3,
Nun geht sie tief in Sinnen,
Trägt in der Hand den Sommerhut
Und duldet still der Sonne Glut
Und weiß nicht, was beginnen.

Das macht, es hat die Nachtigall
Die ganze Nacht gesungen;
Da sind von ihrem süssen Schall,
Da sind in Hall und Widerhall
Die Rosen aufgesprungen.

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  • CAT Catalan (Català) (Salvador Pila) , "El rossinyol", copyright © 2011, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
  • ENG English (Emily Ezust) , no title, copyright ©
  • ENG English (Elisabeth Siekhaus) , "The nightingale", copyright © 2008, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
  • FIN Finnish (Suomi) (Erkki Pullinen) , copyright © 2010, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
  • FRE French (Français) (Guy Laffaille) , copyright © 2015, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
  • ITA Italian (Italiano) (Ferdinando Albeggiani) , "L'usignolo", copyright © 2010, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
  • POR Portuguese (Português) (Elke Beatriz Riedel) , "O rouxinol", copyright © 2011, (re)printed on this website with kind permission

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1 Watkinson: "Es"; further changes may exist not noted above.
2 Hasse: "Tag" (from Hofmeister); further changes may exist not noted above.
3 Berg: "Blut"

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by Theodor Storm (1817 - 1888)
3. Le rossignol
C'est parce que le rossignol
Chantait toute la nuit ;
De son doux chant,
Dans l'écho et sa reprise,
Les roses ont jailli.

Elle était auparavant une enfant sauvage
Maintenant elle marche absorbée par ses pensées,
Elle porte son chapeau de soleil à la main
Supportant tranquillement l'ardeur du soleil,
Ne sachant pas par quoi commencer

C'est parce que le rossignol
Chantait toute la nuit ;
De son doux chant,
Dans l'écho et sa reprise,
Les roses ont jailli.

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4. Traumgekrönt [sung text checked 1 time]
Das war der Tag der weißen Chrysanthemen,
Mir bangte fast vor seiner Pracht...
Und dann, dann kamst du mir die Seele nehmen
Tief in der Nacht.
Mir war so bang, und du kamst lieb und leise,
Ich hatte grad im Traum an dich gedacht.
Du kamst, und leis' wie eine Märchenweise
Erklang die Nacht.

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  • CAT Catalan (Català) (Salvador Pila) , "Coronat de somnis", copyright © 2011, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
  • ENG English (Emily Ezust) , "Crowned by a dream", copyright ©
  • FRE French (Français) (Guy Laffaille) , copyright © 2015, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
  • ITA Italian (Italiano) (Ferdinando Albeggiani) , "Coronamento del sogno", copyright © 2006, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
  • POR Portuguese (Português) (Elke Beatriz Riedel) , "Coroado em sonhos", copyright © 2011, (re)printed on this website with kind permission

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by Rainer Maria Rilke (1875 - 1926)
4.
C'était le jour des chrysanthèmes blancs,
Je tremblais presque devant leur splendeur...
Et puis, et puis tu es venu prendre mon âme
Dans la nuit profonde.
Je me sentais si anxieux, et tu es venue adorable et douce,
Je n'ai eu qu'à penser à toi en rêve.
Tu es venue, et doucement comme dans un conte de fée
La nuit a résonné.

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Translation of title "Traumgekrönt" = "Couronné en rêve"


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5. Im Zimmer [sung text checked 1 time]
Herbstsonnenschein.
Der liebe Abend blickt so still herein.
Ein Feuerlein rot
Knistert im Ofenloch und loht.
So, mein Kopf auf deinen Knie'n,
So ist mir gut.
Wenn mein Auge so in deinem ruht,
Wie leise die Minuten zieh'n.

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  • CAT Catalan (Català) (Salvador Pila) , "A la cambra", copyright © 2011, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
  • ENG English (Emily Ezust) , "In the chamber", copyright ©
  • FRE French (Français) (Guy Laffaille) , "Dans la chambre", copyright © 2015, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
  • ITA Italian (Italiano) (Ferdinando Albeggiani) , "Nella stanza", copyright © 2010, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
  • POR Portuguese (Português) (Elke Beatriz Riedel) , "No quarto", copyright © 2011, (re)printed on this website with kind permission

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by Johannes Schlaf (1862 - 1941)
5. Dans la chambre
Éclat du soleil d'automne.
L'adorable soir regarde si calmement dedans.
Un petit feu rouge
Crépite dans le fourneau et flambe.
Ainsi avec ma tête sur tes genoux
C'est agréable pour moi.
Quand mes yeux reposent ainsi dans les tiens,
Avec quelle douceur les minutes passent.

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6. Liebesode [sung text checked 1 time]
Im Arm der Liebe schliefen wir selig ein,
Am offnen Fenster lauschte der Sommerwind,
Und unsrer Atemzüge Frieden 
Trug er hinaus in die helle Mondnacht. --

Und aus dem Garten tastete zagend sich 
Ein Rosenduft an unserer Liebe Bett
Und gab uns wundervolle Träume,
Träume des Rausches -- so reich an Sehnsucht!

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  • CAT Catalan (Català) (Salvador Pila) , "Oda d'amor", copyright © 2011, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
  • ENG English (Emily Ezust) , no title, copyright ©
  • ENG English [singable] (Vally Weigl, née Pick) (Lydia Perera) , "Ode of Love"
  • ENG English [singable] (M. W. Pursey) , "Blissful night"
  • FIN Finnish (Suomi) (Erkki Pullinen) , "Oodi rakkaudelle", copyright © 2009, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
  • FRE French (Français) (Guy Laffaille) , copyright © 2015, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
  • ITA Italian (Italiano) (Ferdinando Albeggiani) , "Ode d'amore", copyright © 2010, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
  • POR Portuguese (Português) (Elke Beatriz Riedel) , "Ode ao Amor", copyright © 2011, (re)printed on this website with kind permission

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by Otto Erich Hartleben (1864 - 1905)
6. Ode d'amour
Dans les bras de l'amour nous nous endormions, bienheureux,
À la fenêtre ouverte le vent d'été écoutait
Et notre souffle paisible
Était emporté dans la nuit dans la clair de lune brillant.

Et dehors dans le jardin, en tâtonnant et en hésitant,
Le parfum des roses venait jusqu'à notre lit d'amour
Et nous donnait des rêves merveilleux,
Des rêves enivrés -- si riches de désir !

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7. Sommertage [sung text checked 1 time]
Nun ziehen Tage über die Welt,
Gesandt aus blauer Ewigkeit,
Im Sommerwind verweht die Zeit.
Nun windet nächtens der Herr
Sternenkränze mit seliger Hand
Über Wander- und Wunderland.
O Herz, was kann in diesen Tagen
Dein hellstes Wanderlied denn sagen
Von deiner tiefen, tiefen Lust:
Im Wiesensang verstummt die Brust,
Nun schweigt das Wort, wo Bild um Bild
Zu dir zieht und dich ganz erfüllt.

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  • CAT Catalan (Català) (Salvador Pila) , "Dies d'estiu", copyright © 2011, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
  • ENG English (Emily Ezust) , "Summer days", copyright ©
  • FRE French (Français) (Guy Laffaille) , "Jours d'été", copyright © 2015, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
  • ITA Italian (Italiano) (Ferdinando Albeggiani) , "Giornate estive", copyright © 2010, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
  • POR Portuguese (Português) (Elke Beatriz Riedel) , "Dias de Verão", copyright © 2011, (re)printed on this website with kind permission

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by Paul Hohenberg (1885 - 1956)
7. Jours d'été
Maintenant les jours sillonnent le monde,
Envoyés depuis le bleu éternel ;
Dans le vent d'été le temps se dissipe,
Maintenant la nuit le Seigneur tresse
De sa main bénie des couronnes d'étoiles
Au-dessus d'une terre de voyageurs et de merveilles.
Ô mon cœur, que peut en ces jours
Dire ton chant si brillant de voyageur
De ton plaisir profond, profond ?
Dans le chant des prés le cœur se tait,
Maintenant il n'y a pas de mot, et et des images, l'une après l'autre,
Te visitent et te remplissent complètement.

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