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by François Joseph Pierre André Méry (1798 - 1865)

Translation © by Bertram Kottmann

Sicilienne

(Sung text for setting by G. Meyerbeer)

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Language: French (Français)

Our translations: ENG GER

Fleurs qu'adore
La beauté,
Ciel que dore
La gaîté,
Loin des villes
Frais asiles,
Flots tranquilles,
C'est l'été !

Lune pleine,
Mer qui luit,
Tiède haleine
Qui la suit.
Sous la treille,
Douce veille,
Sans pareille :
C'est la nuit !

Feu qui dore
Tout séjour
Et dévore
Chaque jour,
Deuil et fête,
Dans la tête
Du poète :
C'est l'amour !

Composition:

Giacomo Meyerbeer

Text Authorship:

by François Joseph Pierre André Méry (1798 - 1865), "Trinité du poète", appears in Mélodies poétiques

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ENG English (Peter Low) , copyright © 2017, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
GER German (Deutsch) (Bertram Kottmann) , "Sicilienne", copyright © 2017, (re)printed on this website with kind permission

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This text was added to the website: 2006-05-31
Line count: 24
Word count: 59

Sicilienne

(Sung text translation for setting by G. Meyerbeer)

See original

Language: German (Deutsch) after the French (Français)

Blüten, die 
die Schönheit lieben,
Himmel, 
Heiterkeit vergoldend,
fern der Städte
kühle Zuflucht,
stille Ströme:
Sommer ist’s.

Voll der Mond
und Meeresglitzern,
milder Hauch
herüberweht.
In der Laube
süßes Wachen
ohnegleichen:
Es ist Nacht.

Feuer: Gold
wird all Verweilen -
es verschlinget
Tag um Tag.
Fest und Trauer
sind im Herzen
des Poeten.
Liebe ist’s.

A fourth stanza consisting mainly of repeated lines may exist in some editions. Here is the translation:

Blüten, die 
die Schönheit lieben,
Himmel, 
Heiterkeit vergoldend,
Voll der Mond
und Meeresglitzern,
milder Hauch
herüberweht.
Feuer: Gold
wird all Verweilen -
es verschlinget
Tag um Tag.
Liebe ist’s,
Sommer ist’s,
es ist Nacht.

Text Authorship:

Translation from French (Français) to German (Deutsch) copyright © 2017 by Bertram Kottmann, (re)printed on this website with kind permission. To reprint and distribute this author's work for concert programs, CD booklets, etc., you must ask the copyright-holder(s) directly for permission. If you receive no response, you must consider it a refusal.
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a text in French (Français) by François Joseph Pierre André Méry (1798 - 1865), "Trinité du poète", appears in Mélodies poétiques
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This text was added to the website: 2017-06-07
Line count: 24
Word count: 54