Nun verlaß ich diese Hütte
Language: German (Deutsch)
Available translation(s): ENG FRE
Nun verlaß ich diese Hütte,
Meiner Liebsten Aufenthalt,
Wandle mit verhülltem Schritte
Durch den öden, finstern Wald:
Luna bricht durch Busch und Eichen,
Zephyr meldet ihren Lauf,
Und die Birken streun mit Neigen
Ihr den süßten Weihrauch auf.
Wie ergötz' ich mich im Kühlen
Dieser schönen Sommernacht!
O wie still [ist]1 hier zu fühlen,
Was die Seele glücklich macht!
Läßt sich kaum die Wonne fassen,
Und doch wollt' ich, Himmel, dir
Tausend solcher Nächte lassen,
Gäb' mein Mädchen Eine mir.
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1 Randhartinger: "ist's"
Authorship:
Musical settings (art songs, Lieder, mélodies, (etc.), choral pieces, and other vocal works set to this text), listed by composer (not necessarily exhaustive):
- by Johann Heinrich Carl Bornhardt (1774 - 1840), "Die schöne Nacht", 1814+ [sung text not yet checked]
- by Moritz, Graf von Dietrichstein (1775 - 1864), "Erinnerung", c1813/4 [sung text not yet checked]
- by Bernhard (Joseph) Klein (1793 - 1832), "Die schöne Nacht", op. 15 (Neun Lieder von Goethe) no. 4, published 1827/32 [ voice and piano ] [sung text not yet checked]
- by Benedikt Randhartinger (1802 - 1893), "Die schöne Nacht" [ voice and piano ] [sung text checked 1 time]
- by Johann Friedrich Reichardt (1752 - 1814), "Die schöne Nacht", published 1809 [ voice and piano ] [sung text checked 1 time]
- by Ferdinand Ries (1784 - 1838), "Die schöne Nacht", op. 36 no. 3, published 1811 [sung text not yet checked]
Set in a modified version by Bernhard Theodor Breitkopf.
Available translations, adaptations or excerpts, and transliterations (if applicable):
- ENG English (Emily Ezust) , "The fair night", copyright ©
- FRE French (Français) (Pierre Mathé) , "La belle nuit", copyright © 2012, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
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This text was added to the website between May 1995 and September 2003.
Line count: 16
Word count: 80
The fair night
Language: English  after the German (Deutsch)
Now I leave this hut,
my dearest's abode,
and wander with furtive step
through the dark, bleak wood.
Luna breaks through bush and oak,
Zephyr announces her way,
and the bending birches strew
the sweetest incense after her.
How I delight in the coolness
of this fair summer's night!
O how still one can feel here,
and how happy it makes the soul!
One can hardly grasp this bliss,
and yet I would, o Heaven,
give up a thousand such nichts
if my sweetheart would give me just one.
Authorship:
- Translation from German (Deutsch) to English copyright © by Emily Ezust
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This text was added to the website between May 1995 and September 2003.
Line count: 16
Word count: 89