Ruhe, Süßliebchen, im Schatten
Der grünen, dämmernden Nacht:
Es säuselt das Gras auf den Matten,
Es fächelt und kühlt dich der Schatten
Und treue Liebe wacht.
Schlafe, schlaf ein,
Leiser rauschet der Hain,
Ewig bin ich dein.
Schweigt, ihr versteckten Gesänge,
Und stört nicht die süßeste Ruh'!
Es lauscht der Vögel Gedränge,
Es ruhen die lauten Gesänge,
Schließ, Liebchen, dein Auge zu.
Schlafe, schlaf ein,
Im dämmernden Schein,
Ich will dein Wächter sein.
Murmelt fort, ihr Melodien,
Rausche nur, du stiller Bach.
Schöne Liebesphantasien
Sprechen in den Melodien,
Zarte Träume schwimmen nach.
Durch den flüsternden Hain
Schwärmen goldne Bienelein
Und summen zum Schlummer dich ein.
Composition:
Set to music by Robert Franz (1815 - 1892), "Schlummerlied", op. 1 no. 10, published 1843 [ voice and piano ], Leipzig, Whistling
Text Authorship:
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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 © 2015, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
- ENG English (Emily Ezust) , "Rest, my love, in the shade", copyright ©
- ENG English (Amy Pfrimmer) , copyright © 2019, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
- FRE French (Français) (Pierre Mathé) , copyright © 2010, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
- ITA Italian (Italiano) (Ferdinando Albeggiani) , "Mio dolce amore, riposa", copyright © 2008, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
- LIT Lithuanian (Lietuvių kalba) (Giedrius Prunskus) , copyright © 2022, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
- TUR Turkish (Türkçe) (Gül Sabar) , copyright © 2016, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
Research team for this page: Emily Ezust
[Administrator] , Johann Winkler
This text was added to the website between May 1995 and September 2003.
Line count: 24
Word count: 112
Rest, sweet little love, in the shadows
of the green twilight of night’s advance,
The grass whispers on the meadow,
The shade fans and cools you
and faithful love keeps watch.
Sleep, fall asleep;
the grove rustles quietly;
I am yours forever.
Hush, you hidden songs,
and do not disturb the sweetest rest!
The jostling birds listen,
Their loud songs grow quiet,
sweetheart, close your eyes.
Sleep, fall asleep,
in the twilight;
I will be your guardian.
Murmur away, you melodies,
rush you quiet brook,
Lovely dreams of love
speak in the melodies,
Tender dreams linger on.
Through the whispering grove
little golden bees swarm
to hum you to sleep.