When quietly, with its last flames

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by Emanuel Geibel (1815 - 1884)

Translation © by Michael P Rosewall

Liebesglück

(Sung text for setting by J. Sucher)

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Language: German (Deutsch)

Our translations: ENG FRE

Wenn still mit seinen letzten Flammen
Der Abend in das Meer versank,
Dann wandeln wir traulich zusammen
Am Waldgestad im Buchengang.

Wir sehn den Mond aus Wolken steigen,
Wir hören fern die Nachtigall,
Wir atmen Düfte, doch wir schweigen -
Was soll der Worte leerer Schall?

Das höchste Glück hat keine Lieder,
Der Liebe Lust ist still und mild;
Ein Kuß, ein Blicken hin und wieder,
Und alle Sehnsucht ist gestillt.

Composition:

Josef Sucher

Text Authorship:

by Emanuel Geibel (1815 - 1884), no title, appears in Jugendgedichte, in 1. Erstes Buch, in Lieder als Intermezzo, no. 22

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ENG English (Michael P Rosewall) , copyright © 2022, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
FRE French (Français) (Pierre Mathé) , copyright © 2013, (re)printed on this website with kind permission

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This text was added to the website: 2009-01-05
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Word count: 74

Love's Happiness

(Sung text translation for setting by J. Sucher)

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Language: English after the German (Deutsch)

When quietly, with its last flames,
The evening sank into the sea, 
Together we affectionately wandered
The beech-lined path along the forested shore.

We saw the moon climb through the clouds,
We heard a distant nightingale,
We inhaled fragrances, and were quite silent –
What need for the empty sound of words? 

The greatest happiness has no songs,
The pleasure of love is quiet and gentle;
A kiss, a shared glance and once again,
And all yearning is stilled.

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a text in German (Deutsch) by Emanuel Geibel (1815 - 1884), no title, appears in Jugendgedichte, in 1. Erstes Buch, in Lieder als Intermezzo, no. 22
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This text was added to the website: 2022-11-23
Line count: 12
Word count: 79