Songs
Waldeinsamkeit
(1899)
Waldeinsamkeit
Wir müssen, Geliebteste,leiseHinschreiten, ich und du.Es schläft eine SangesweiseIn Waldes nächtlicher Ruh. Verstummt sind Winde und WellenUnd aller Singvöglein Mund,Schweigend rinnen die QuellenBlank über moosigen Grund. Des Mondlichts stiller ReigenDurchspielt das Buchengeheg,Es schlummert in süssem SchweigenEin silberner Streif am Weg. Die Wolken selber drobenSchweben auf Flügeln breitUnd schauen vom Glanz umschwobenIn die Waldeseinsamkeit.
Woodland solitude
We must, best beloved, gentlyGo on our way, I and you.A song’s melody sleeps nowIn the forest’s nocturnal peace.Wind and waves have fallen silent,And all the little song birds,The springs flow silentlyShining through mossy valleys.The moonlight’s silent danceFlickers through the beeches,A silver strand slumbers in sweet silenceBy the wayside.The clouds themselves up aboveFloat on extended wingsAnd gaze, surrounded by radiance,Into the woodland solitude.
Translation © Richard Stokes, author of The Book of Lieder (Faber, 2005)
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Composer
Franz Schreker was an Austrian composer, conductor, teacher and administrator. He primarily composed operas.
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Previously performed at:
- 22 Oct 2018: Heimat: Benjamin Appl & James Baillieu
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Waldeinsamkeit
Wir müssen, Geliebteste,leise
Hinschreiten, ich und du.
Es schläft eine Sangesweise
In Waldes nächtlicher Ruh.
Verstummt sind Winde und Wellen
Und aller Singvöglein Mund,
Schweigend rinnen die Quellen
Blank über moosigen Grund.
Des Mondlichts stiller Reigen
Durchspielt das Buchengeheg,
Es schlummert in süssem Schweigen
Ein silberner Streif am Weg.
Die Wolken selber droben
Schweben auf Flügeln breit
Und schauen vom Glanz umschwoben
In die Waldeseinsamkeit.
Woodland solitude
We must, best beloved, gently
Go on our way, I and you.
A song’s melody sleeps now
In the forest’s nocturnal peace.
Wind and waves have fallen silent,
And all the little song birds,
The springs flow silently
Shining through mossy valleys.
The moonlight’s silent dance
Flickers through the beeches,
A silver strand slumbers in sweet silence
By the wayside.
The clouds themselves up above
Float on extended wings
And gaze, surrounded by radiance,
Into the woodland solitude.
If you would like to use our texts and translations, please click here for more information.
Composer
Franz Schreker was an Austrian composer, conductor, teacher and administrator. He primarily composed operas.
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Poet
Sorry, no further description available.
Previously performed at:
- 22 Oct 2018: Heimat: Benjamin Appl & James Baillieu
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