Language: German (Deutsch)
Our translations: CAT DUT ENG FRE
...
Lange harrt' ich, aber endlich breiten
Auseinander sich des Fensters Flügel,
Und an seinem weißen Kreuze stehst du,
Berg und Tal ein stiller Friedensengel.
Vöglein ziehen nah an dir vorüber,
Täublein sitzen auf dem nahen Dache,
Kommt der Mond, und kommen alle Sterne,
Blicken all dir keck ins blaue Auge.
Steh' ich einsam, in der Ferne,
Habe keine Flügel hinzufliegen,
Habe keine Strahlen hinzusenden,
Steh' ich einsam, in der Ferne!
Gehst du, sprech' ich mit verhaltnen Tränen:
"Ruhet süß, ihr lieben, lieben Augen!
Ruhet süß, ihr weißen, weißen Lilgen!
Ruhet süß, ihr lieben, lieben Hände!"
Sprechen's nach die Stern' am Himmel
Sprechen's nach des Tales Blumen,
Weh! o weh! du hast es nicht vernommen!
Note: the text above is taken from stanzas 3-7 of the original text.
Composition:
Set to music by Robert Schumann (1810 - 1856), "An Anna I", 1827-28, stanzas 3-7 [ voice and piano ], from Elf Jugendlieder, no. 4, note: published as "op. posth. 21", no. 6, in 1933, Wien (Vienna), Universal Edition
Text Authorship:
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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
- DUT Dutch (Nederlands) [singable] (Lau Kanen) , copyright © 2013, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
- ENG English (Sharon Krebs) , "To Anna I", copyright © 2013, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
- FRE French (Français) (Guy Laffaille) , "À Anna I", copyright © 2010, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
Researcher for this page: Sharon Krebs
[Senior Associate Editor]This text was added to the website between May 1995 and September 2003.
Line count: 26
Word count: 171
Language: English after the German (Deutsch)
...
I waited a long time, but finally
The shutters of your window open,
And at their white cross you stand,
An angel of peace to the mountain and the valley.
Little birds pass closely by you,
Little doves sit upon the roof nearby,
The moon comes, and all the stars come,
They all gaze boldly into your blue eyes.
I stand alone, alone in the distance,
I have no wings with which to fly thither,
I have no rays of light to send there,
I stand alone, alone in the distance!
When you go, I speak with restrained tears:
"Rest sweetly, you dear, dear eyes!
Rest sweetly, you white, white lilies!
Rest sweetly, you dear, dear, hands!"
The stars in the sky repeated it after me,
The flowers in the valley repeated it after me,
Woe! oh woe! You did not hear it!
Note: the text above is taken from stanzas 3-7 of the original text.
Text Authorship:
- Translation from German (Deutsch) to English copyright © 2013 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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This text was added to the website: 2013-06-24
Line count: 26
Word count: 206
