Horch es klagt die Flöte wieder
Und die kühlen Brunnen rauschen,
Golden wehn die Töne nieder,
Stille, ... , laß uns lauschen!
Holdes Bitten, mild Verlangen,
Wie so süß zum Herzen es spricht!!
Durch die Nacht die mich umfangen,
Blickt zu mir der Töne Licht.
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Set to music by Jan Willem Frans Brandts-Buys (1868 - 1933), "Abendständchen", op. 20 no. 2, published 1911 [ voice, flute and piano ], Drei-Masken-Verlag, München
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- CAT Catalan (Català) (Salvador Pila) , copyright © 2022, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
- DUT Dutch (Nederlands) (Wim Reedijk) , "Avondserenade", copyright ©, (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) , "Evening serenade", copyright © 2005
- FRE French (Français) (Pierre Mathé) , copyright © 2009, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
- SPA Spanish (Español) (Helga Jost-Weyer) , "Serenata", copyright © 2014, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
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Hoor, daar klaagt die fluit al weer
en de koele bronnen fluisteren.
Glanzend dalen haar tonen neer
stil nu, stil nu, laten wij luisteren.
Tere vragen, stil verlangen
komen nu het hart bewonen.
Hield de nacht mij eerst bevangen
kijkt naar mij het licht der tonen.