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Weit, weit aus ferner Zeit,
Aus grüner Jugendwildniß
Grüßt mich in Lust und Leid
Ein wundersames Bildniß.
Wohl kenn' ich gut
Der Lippe Glut,
Die mit mir pflag zu kosen,
Das Auge so hold,
Der Locken Gold
Der Wange bleiche Rosen.
Denn ob in Kampf und Schmerz
Kein Hauch der Jugend bliebe:
Nie doch vergißt das Herz
Den Traum der ersten Liebe.
...
Still, still blickt's mich an durch Thränen,
Will seine Locken lind
An meine Schulter lehnen.
Es winkt so lieb,
Es singt so trüb
Von Zeiten, die vergangen;
Da schmilzt mein Sinn
In Heimweh hin,
Bin für und für gefangen.
Denn ob in Kampf und Schmerz
Kein Hauch der Jugend bliebe:
Nie doch vergißt das Herz
Den Traum der ersten Liebe.
Note: the text above is taken from stanzas 1,3 of the original text.
Composition:
- Set to music by Max Bruch (1838 - 1920), "Weit, weit aus ferner Zeit", op. 60 (Neun Lieder für gemischten Chor) no. 6, published 1892, stanzas 1,3 [ SATB chorus a cappella ], Magdeburg, Heinrichshofen's Verlag
Text Authorship:
- by Emanuel Geibel (1815 - 1884), "Schottisch", appears in Juniuslieder, in Zu Volksweisen, no. 2
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Available translations, adaptations or excerpts, and transliterations (if applicable):
- ENG English (Sharon Krebs) , copyright © 2024, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
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This text was added to the website: 2009-11-20
Line count: 42
Word count: 199
Far, far from distant times,
From the green wilderness of youth
I am greeted in joy and in sorrow
By a wondrous image.
Well do I know
The glow of the lips
That were wont to exchange caresses with me,
The eyes so lovely,
The gold of the curls,
The pale roses of the cheeks.
For though in strife and pain
No breath of youth remain:
Never does the heart forget
The dream of first love.
...
Quietly, quietly does first love gaze at me through tears,
Gently it wishes to lean
Its curls against my shoulder.
It beckons so lovingly,
It sings so gloomily
Of times that have passed;
Thereupon my spirit melts
Away in homesickness,
I am ensnared forevermore.
For though in strife and pain
No breath of youth remain:
Never does the heart forget
The dream of first love.
Note: the text above is taken from stanzas 1,3 of the original text.
Text Authorship:
- Translation from German (Deutsch) to English copyright © 2024 by Sharon Krebs, (re)printed on this website with kind permission. To reprint and distribute this author's work for concert programs, CD booklets, etc., you may ask the copyright-holder(s) directly or ask us; we are authorized to grant permission on their behalf. Please provide the translator's name when contacting us.
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Based on:
- a text in German (Deutsch) by Emanuel Geibel (1815 - 1884), "Schottisch", appears in Juniuslieder, in Zu Volksweisen, no. 2
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This text was added to the website: 2024-03-02
Line count: 42
Word count: 219