Warum sind [denn]1 die Rosen so blaß? O sprich mein Lieb warum? Warum sind denn im grünen Gras Die blauen Veilchen so stumm? Warum singt denn mit so kläglichem Laut, Die Lerche in der Luft? Warum steigt denn aus dem Balsamkraut Verwelkter Blütenduft? Warum scheint denn die Sonn' auf die Au, So kalt und verdrießlich herab? Warum ist denn die Erde so grau, Und öde wie ein Grab? Warum bin ich selbst so krank und so trüb? Mein liebes Liebchen sprich O sprich mein herzallerliebstes Lieb, Warum verließest du mich?
Lieder auf Gedichte von Heinrich Heine
Song Cycle by Peter Visser (b. 1939)
2. Warum sind denn die Rosen so blaß [sung text not yet checked]
Language: German (Deutsch)
Text Authorship:
- by Heinrich Heine (1797 - 1856), no title, appears in Buch der Lieder, in Lyrisches Intermezzo, no. 23
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Available translations, adaptations or excerpts, and transliterations (if applicable):
- CAT Catalan (Català) (Salvador Pila) , "Perquè són les roses tan pàl·lides", copyright © 2014, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
- DUT Dutch (Nederlands) [singable] (Lau Kanen) , copyright © 2017, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
- ENG English (Emily Ezust) , "Why are the roses so pale?", copyright ©
- ENG English (John Todhunter) , appears in Heine's Book of Songs, first published 1907
- FRE French (Français) (Charles Beltjens) , no title, appears in Intermezzo lyrique, no. 23, first published 1827
- FRE French (Français) (Guy Laffaille) , "Pourquoi les roses sont-elles si pâles?", copyright © 2008, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
- FRE French (Français) (Pierre Mathé) , copyright © 2016, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
- POR Portuguese (Português) (Axel Bergstedt) , copyright © 2016, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
Confirmed with Heinrich Heine, Buch der Lieder, Hoffmann und Campe, Hamburg, 1827, page 129.
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3. Nacht liegt auf den fremden Wegen [sung text not yet checked]
Language: German (Deutsch)
Nacht liegt auf den fremden Wegen, –
Krankes Herz und müde Glieder; –
Ach, da fließt, wie stiller Segen,
Süßer Mond, dein Licht hernieder.
Süßer Mond, mit deinen Strahlen
Scheuchest du das nächt’ge Grauen;
Es zerrinnen meine Qualen,
Und die Augen überthauen.
Text Authorship:
- by Heinrich Heine (1797 - 1856), no title, written 1823-1824, appears in Buch der Lieder, in Die Heimkehr, no. 86, first published 1826
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Available translations, adaptations or excerpts, and transliterations (if applicable):
- CAT Catalan (Català) (Salvador Pila) , copyright © 2022, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
- DUT Dutch (Nederlands) [singable] (Lau Kanen) , copyright © 2014, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
- ENG English (Emily Ezust) , "Night lies on the unfamiliar roads", copyright ©
- ENG English (Emma Lazarus) , appears in Poems and Ballads of Heinrich Heine, first published 1881
- FRE French (Français) (Pierre Mathé) , copyright © 2009, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
Confirmed with Heinrich Heine, Buch der Lieder, Die Heimkehr, Hamburg, Hoffmann und Campe, 1827, page 256. Modern German would change the spelling of "überthauen" to "übertauen". First included in Rheinische Flora, no. 12
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3. Nacht leit oer de frjemde wegen
Language: Frisian
Nacht leit oer de frjemde wegen
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Text Authorship:
- Singable translation by B. Smilde
Based on:
- a text in German (Deutsch) by Heinrich Heine (1797 - 1856), no title, written 1823-1824, appears in Buch der Lieder, in Die Heimkehr, no. 86, first published 1826
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4. Wo ich bin, mich rings umdunkelt [sung text not yet checked]
Language: German (Deutsch)
Wo ich bin, mich rings umdunkelt Finsterniß so dumpf und dicht, Seit mir nicht mehr leuchtend funkelt, Liebste, deiner Augen Licht. [Mir]1 erloschen ist der süßen Liebessterne goldne Pracht, Abgrund gähnt zu meinen Füßen. Nimm mich auf, uralte Nacht.
Text Authorship:
- by Heinrich Heine (1797 - 1856), no title, appears in Buch der Lieder, in Lyrisches Intermezzo, no. 63
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Available translations, adaptations or excerpts, and transliterations (if applicable):
- CAT Catalan (Català) (Salvador Pila) , "El solitari", copyright © 2014, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
- CHI Chinese (中文) [singable] (Dr Huaixing Wang) , copyright © 2024, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
- DUT Dutch (Nederlands) [singable] (Lau Kanen) , copyright © 2019, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
- ENG English (Emily Ezust) , copyright © 2008
- FRE French (Français) (Charles Beltjens) , no title, appears in Intermezzo lyrique, no. 63, first published 1827
- FRE French (Français) (Pierre Mathé) , copyright © 2016, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
- ITA Italian (Italiano) (Ferdinando Albeggiani) , "Là dove sono il buio mi circonda", copyright © 2008, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
Confirmed with Heinrich Heine, Buch der Lieder, Hoffmann und Campe, Hamburg, 1827, page 166.
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