Songs
Winterlied
(1880)
Winterlied
Über Berg und TalMit lautem SchallTönet ein Liedchen.Durch Schnee und EisDringt es so heißBis zu dem Hüttchen.Wo das Feuer brummt,Wo das Rädchen summtIm traulichen Stübchen.Um den Tisch herumSitzen sie stumm.Hörst du mich, Liebchen?Im kalten Schnee,Sieh! wie ich steh',Sing' zu Dir, Mädchen!Hat denn mein LiedSo dich erglühtOder das Rädchen?O liebliche ZeitWie bist du so weit!O selige Stunden!Ach nur ein BlickWar unser Glück.Ewig verschwunden!
Winter song
Over hill and daleResounding loudlyA little song rings out.Through snow and iceIt burns its wayTo your little hutWhere the fire crackles,Where the spinning-wheel whirrsIn the cosy parlour.Around the table They sit in silence.Do you hear me, my love?In the cold snow,See how I standAnd sing to you, my girl!Is it my songThat colours your cheeks,Or the spinning-wheel?O sweet days,How distant you now are!O blissful hours!Ah, a single glanceWas all our happiness.Gone for ever!
Translation © Richard Stokes, author of The Book of Lieder (Faber, 2005)
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Composer
Gustav Mahler (7 July 1860 – 18 May 1911) was an Austro-Bohemian late-Romantic composer and conductor.
Read more about him here.
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Previously performed at:
- 23 Oct 2017: Mastercourse Day One
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- 14 Oct 2017: Songs of Youth & Experience: Anna Stéphany & Sholto Kynoch
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Winterlied
Über Berg und Tal
Mit lautem Schall
Tönet ein Liedchen.
Durch Schnee und Eis
Dringt es so heiß
Bis zu dem Hüttchen.
Wo das Feuer brummt,
Wo das Rädchen summt
Im traulichen Stübchen.
Um den Tisch herum
Sitzen sie stumm.
Hörst du mich, Liebchen?
Im kalten Schnee,
Sieh! wie ich steh',
Sing' zu Dir, Mädchen!
Hat denn mein Lied
So dich erglüht
Oder das Rädchen?
O liebliche Zeit
Wie bist du so weit!
O selige Stunden!
Ach nur ein Blick
War unser Glück.
Ewig verschwunden!
Winter song
Over hill and dale
Resounding loudly
A little song rings out.
Through snow and ice
It burns its way
To your little hut
Where the fire crackles,
Where the spinning-wheel whirrs
In the cosy parlour.
Around the table
They sit in silence.
Do you hear me, my love?
In the cold snow,
See how I stand
And sing to you, my girl!
Is it my song
That colours your cheeks,
Or the spinning-wheel?
O sweet days,
How distant you now are!
O blissful hours!
Ah, a single glance
Was all our happiness.
Gone for ever!
If you would like to use our texts and translations, please click here for more information.
Composer
Gustav Mahler (7 July 1860 – 18 May 1911) was an Austro-Bohemian late-Romantic composer and conductor.
Read more about him here.
See Full Entry
Sorry, no further description available.
Previously performed at:
- 23 Oct 2017: Mastercourse Day One
- 14 Oct 2017: Songs of Youth & Experience: Anna Stéphany & Sholto Kynoch