Language: German (Deutsch)
Our translations: CAT DUT ENG FRE GRE ITA
Singet nicht in Trauertönen
Von der Einsamkeit der Nacht.
Nein, sie ist, o holde Schönen,
Zur Geselligkeit gemacht.
Wie das Weib dem Mann gegeben
Als die schönste Hälfte war,
Ist die Nacht das halbe Leben
Und die schönste Hälfte zwar.
Könnt ihr euch des Tages freuen,
Der nur Freuden unterbricht?
Er ist gut, sich zu zerstreuen;
Zu was anderm taugt er nicht.
Aber wenn in nächt'ger Stunde
Süsser Lampe Dämmrung fließt,
Und vom Mund zum nahen Munde
Scherz und Liebe sich ergießt;
...
Mit wie leichtem Herzensregen
Horchet ihr der Glocke nicht,
Die mit zwölf bedächtgen Schlägen
Ruh und Sicherheit verspricht.
Darum an dem langen Tage,
Merke dir es, liebe Brust;
Jeder Tag hat seine Plage,
Und die Nacht hat ihre Lust.
Note: the text above is taken from stanzas 1-4,7-8 of the original text.
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- CAT Catalan (Català) (Salvador Pila) , copyright © 2020, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
- DUT Dutch (Nederlands) [singable] (Lau Kanen) , copyright © 2013, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
- ENG English (Emily Ezust) , "Do not sing in mournful tones", copyright ©
- FRE French (Français) (Guy Laffaille) , "Ne chantez pas dans des tons désolés", copyright © 2010, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
- GRE Greek (Ελληνικά) [singable] (Christakis Poumbouris) , copyright © 2018, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
- ITA Italian (Italiano) (Ferdinando Albeggiani) , "Non cantate in triste melodia", copyright © 2009, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
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Word count: 159
Language: English  after the German (Deutsch)
Do not sing in mournful tones
of the loneliness of Night.
No; it was, o tender, fair ones,
made for companionship.
As woman was given to man
to be his better half,
so is Night half of life,
and certainly the better half.
Can you delight in the day,
which only interrupts joy?
It is good for distraction,
but of use for nothing else.
But when, in that nocturnal hour,
the sweet lamps' twilight flows,
and from mouth to neighboring mouth
pour jests and love;
...
with such a lightly stirring heart
do you not listen to the bell,
that, with twelve measured strokes
promises repose and safety?
Thus, in the long day,
mark it well, dear heart:
every day has its troubles,
and the night has its pleasure.
Note: the text above is taken from stanzas 1-4,7-8 of the original text.
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