Songs
Winterliebe
(1900)
Op. 48 no.5
Winterliebe
Der Sonne entgegenIn LiebesglutenWandr’ ich ... O Wonne, Wer mäße dein Maß!Mit Reif bepudert Prangen die Wälder,Die Berge grüßenDas blendende Licht. Vor EiseskälteKnirschen die Schritte, Der Hauch des Mundes Ballt sich zu Dampf ...Ich trage FeuerIn meinem Herzen, Mich brennt die Liebe, Das schlimme Kind.Sie schürt die FlammeMit hastigen Händen,Die Kohlen knistern, Der Wohlduft quillt ... Der Sonne entgegenIm LiebesglutenWandr’ ich ... O Wonne, Wer mäße dein Maß!
Winter Love
Towards the sunIn passionate loveI walk ... O rapture,Who could measure it!Sprinkled with hoar frost,The woods gleam with splendour, The mountains greetThe dazzling light.Footsteps crunchIn the icy cold,The mouth’s breathForms a ball of vapour...
Winter Love
Towards the sunIn passionate loveI walk ... O rapture,Who could measure it!Sprinkled with hoar frost,The woods gleam with splendour, The mountains greetThe dazzling light.Footsteps crunchIn the icy cold,The mouth’s breathForms a ball of vapour...I bear fireIn my heart,Love burns me,The wicked child.She fans the flame With hurried hands, Coals crackle, Fragrance rises ... Towards the sunIn passionate loveI walk ... O rapture, Who could measure it!
Translation © Richard Stokes, author of The Book of Lieder (Faber, 2005)
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Richard Georg Strauss was a German composer of the late Romantic and early modern eras. He is particularly well-known for his operas, Lieder, and tone poems.
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Winterliebe
Der Sonne entgegen
In Liebesgluten
Wandr’ ich ... O Wonne,
Wer mäße dein Maß!
Mit Reif bepudert
Prangen die Wälder,
Die Berge grüßen
Das blendende Licht.
Vor Eiseskälte
Knirschen die Schritte,
Der Hauch des Mundes
Ballt sich zu Dampf ...
Ich trage Feuer
In meinem Herzen,
Mich brennt die Liebe,
Das schlimme Kind.
Sie schürt die Flamme
Mit hastigen Händen,
Die Kohlen knistern,
Der Wohlduft quillt ...
Der Sonne entgegen
Im Liebesgluten
Wandr’ ich ... O Wonne,
Wer mäße dein Maß!
Winter Love
Towards the sun
In passionate love
I walk ... O rapture,
Who could measure it!
Sprinkled with hoar frost,
The woods gleam with splendour, The mountains greet
The dazzling light.
Footsteps crunch
In the icy cold,
The mouth’s breath
Forms a ball of vapour...
Winter Love
Towards the sun
In passionate love
I walk ... O rapture,
Who could measure it!
Sprinkled with hoar frost,
The woods gleam with splendour,
The mountains greet
The dazzling light.
Footsteps crunch
In the icy cold,
The mouth’s breath
Forms a ball of vapour...
I bear fire
In my heart,
Love burns me,
The wicked child.
She fans the flame
With hurried hands,
Coals crackle,
Fragrance rises ... Towards the sun
In passionate love
I walk ... O rapture,
Who could measure it!
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Composer
Richard Georg Strauss was a German composer of the late Romantic and early modern eras. He is particularly well-known for his operas, Lieder, and tone poems.
Read more here.
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