by Otto Erich Hartleben (1864 - 1905)
Translation Singable translation by M. W. Pursey

Im Arm der Liebe schliefen wir selig ein
Language: German (Deutsch) 
Available translation(s): CAT ENG FIN FRE ITA POR
Im Arm der Liebe schliefen wir selig ein,
Am offnen Fenster lauschte der Sommerwind,
Und unsrer Atemzüge Frieden 
Trug er hinaus in die helle Mondnacht. --

Und aus dem Garten tastete zagend sich 
Ein Rosenduft an unserer Liebe Bett
Und gab uns wundervolle Träume,
Träume des Rausches -- so reich an Sehnsucht!

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Musical settings (art songs, Lieder, mélodies, (etc.), choral pieces, and other vocal works set to this text), listed by composer (not necessarily exhaustive)

Available translations, adaptations or excerpts, and transliterations (if applicable):

  • CAT Catalan (Català) (Salvador Pila) , "Oda d'amor", copyright © 2011, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
  • ENG English (Emily Ezust) , no title, copyright ©
  • ENG English [singable] (Vally Weigl, née Pick) (Lydia Perera) , "Ode of Love"
  • ENG English [singable] (M. W. Pursey) , "Blissful night"
  • FIN Finnish (Suomi) (Erkki Pullinen) , "Oodi rakkaudelle", copyright © 2009, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
  • FRE French (Français) (Guy Laffaille) , copyright © 2015, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
  • ITA Italian (Italiano) (Ferdinando Albeggiani) , "Ode d'amore", copyright © 2010, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
  • POR Portuguese (Português) (Elke Beatriz Riedel) , "Ode ao Amor", copyright © 2011, (re)printed on this website with kind permission


Researcher for this text: Emily Ezust [Administrator]

This text was added to the website between May 1995 and September 2003.
Line count: 8
Word count: 50

Blissful night
Language: English  after the German (Deutsch) 
We gently fell asleep in the arms of love,
While list'ning by the window there stood the breeze,
And as it then our soft breath carried
Slowly away in the silver moonlight,

So from the garden wafted in perfume
From the rose, which clung all round our peaceful couch,
It gave us wondrous dreams of beauty,
Dreams and visions, so pure and holy.

From a Marx score.

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Researcher for this text: Sharon Krebs [Guest Editor]

This text was added to the website: 2012-09-07
Line count: 8
Word count: 63