January 18, 2020
Holy night, descending softly,
Descending, too, are our dreams,
Like moonlight through a darkened room,
Through the depths of a man`s breast.
He listens with elation;
When Night starts to fade, he cries:
Come back, holy night,
Return, sweetest dreams, return!
Translation © Dav...
December 7, 2019
Fall rain, fall upon this old world,
And wake deep inside me the dreams
That I dreamt when I was a child,
When rain would wet the golden sand.
When the sultry summer breezes
Frolicked through the evening coolness
And the morning’s dewy leaves thawed,
When the crops shone a da...
October 8, 2019
I sit here lonely on a hill
Where skies are clear and blue;
The sunset casts a glowing veil
Over the deep and tranquil dale—
I used to love this view.
I walked with my beloved there,
She was so close, so dear.
I saw within the mountain streams,
In sky and clouds, lik...
August 20, 2019
My sleep grows ever more gentle,
Only my sorrow, like a veil,
Trembles over me.
I hear you often in my dreams,
Standing at my door, calling me –
But no one answers, it seems.
I wake up and weep bitterly.
Death begins to rear his pale head;
You’ll kiss again when I'm long dead...
June 3, 2019
Only he who truly longs
Knows what grips me!
Alone, the love that belongs
With me has been set free.
I look to the cloudy throngs
Across the deep blue sea:
But ah! the sweet one who yearns
Remains far from me.
It dizzies me and burns
My innards daily.
Only he who trul...
April 8, 2019
Schubert set one of the 28 stanza's of Schiller's poem to music. We present an original translation along with the original German. Stay tuned for the complete translation.
Oh beautiful world, where art thou flown?
Oh face of nature’s purest bloom, return!
Now only in th...
March 22, 2019
The great poet Johann Wolfgang (von) Goethe died on this day in 1832.
Der Erlkönig (The Elf King)
Who goes there riding through the night and fog?—
A father and son come journeying along;
He holds him tight as he rides through the storm
He grips him safely, he keeps him wa...
October 15, 2018
Away! Away from me fiend!
Off you bare-skulled savage!
I’m still young, with long to live!
Away! And leave me be.
Lend me your hand my precious beauty,
I am your friend, I won't do you harm;
Take heart, I am no fiend:
Now, in my arms, you can softly sleep.
Beyond the Lines: “Mont Blanc” by Percy Bysshe She...
April 13, 2019
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November 19, 2018
Beyond the Lines: Lerchengesang
October 11, 2018