Many full goblets clanged together

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by Johann Nepomuk Vogl (1802 - 1866)

Translation © by Sharon Krebs

Tempora mutantur

(Sung text for setting by H. Schnaubelt)

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Language: German (Deutsch)

Our translations: ENG

Viel volle Becher klangen,
Viel helle Stimmen sangen
Vor uns in diesem Raum.
Doch Sang und Klang verhallten,
Verweht sind die Gestalten,
Und Alles war ein Traum.

Noch klingen Lied und Becher,
Doch sitzen and're Zecher,
Wir selbst, in diesem Raum
Und lassen's uns behagen
Nach gut und schlimmen Tagen,
Doch alles ist ein Traum.

Nicht lang', so füllen wieder
Bei Becherklang und Lieder
andere diesen Raum
Und treiben, was wir trieben,
Und singen, trinken, lieben,
Bis Alles wird ein Traum.

Composition:

Heinrich Schnaubelt

Lieder-Album für Männergesang

Text Authorship:

by Johann Nepomuk Vogl (1802 - 1866), "Tempora mutantur", appears in Die Poesie beim Weine

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ENG English (Sharon Krebs) , copyright © 2025, (re)printed on this website with kind permission

Research team for this page: Sharon Krebs [Senior Associate Editor], Johann Winkler

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The times change

(Sung text translation for setting by H. Schnaubelt)

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Language: English after the German (Deutsch)

Many full goblets clanged together,
Many bright voices sang
Before us in this room.
But singing and ringing died away,
The figures have dissipated,
And everything was a dream.

Songs and goblets are still sounding,
But other carousers, we ourselves,
Are sitting in this room
And are enjoying ourselves
After good and after bad days,
But everything is a dream.

Not long, then other people
Shall fill this room
As goblets and songs ring out,
And shall carry on as we carried on,
And shall sing, drink, love,
Until everything becomes a dream.

Translations of titles:
"Alles ein Traum" = "Everything a dream"
"Tempora mutantur" = "The times change"

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