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DAS VERLASSENE MÄGDLEIN
Recital Ode aan de Aarde (Ode to Earth)
Recorded LIVE, 2008
Dutch poem by Maria Talis (1962-).
[freely according the German of Eduard Mörike (1804-1875)].
Music by Hugo Wolf (1860-1903); op64 no2, 1888.
Placed on YouTube with the permission of Maria Talis.
Biographies and more on http://www.angelaprodeo.org .

DE BARENDE AARDE
Vroeg, als de haan weer kraait,
sterren weer verbleken,
Moet 'k bij de kudde staan,
't vuur weer aansteken.

Saai lijkt mijn leven,
al springen de vonken.
Niets kan ik geven,
in leed verzonken.

Plots, in m'n droom vannacht,
oh trouwe aarde,
zag 'k hoe jij onverwacht
nieuw leven baarde.

Daalden er zielen neer,
huilend van ontroering.
Zo breng jij, keer op keer,
ons in vervoering.

Translation of original poem:

BIRTH-GIVING EARTH
Early, when the cocks crow again,
And stars fade away again,
I must be with the hearth;
I must light the fire.

My life seems boring;
Even though the fire is sparking.
I have nothing to give,
while I am sunk in grief.

Suddenly, in my dream last night,
Oh, faithful earth,
I saw how you unexpectedly
gave birth to new life.

And souls descended,
Deeply touched and in tears.
Thats how you, over and over,
Get us carried away!

Original poem by Mörike:

DAS VERLASSENE MÄGDLEIN
Früh, wann die Hähne kräh'n,
Eh' die Sternlein schwinden,
Muß ich am Herde stehn,
Muß Feuer zünden.

Schön ist der Flammen Schein,
Es springen die Funken.
Ich schaue so darein,
In Leid versunken.

Plötzlich, da kommt es mir,
Treuloser Knabe,
Daß ich die Nacht von dir
Geträumet habe.

Träne auf Träne dann
Stürzet hernieder;
So kommt der Tag heran...
O ging er wieder!

Translation of original poem:

THE LONELY MAIDEN
Early, when the cocks crow,
Before the stars fade away,
I must be with the hearth;
I must light the fire.

The blaze of the flames is beautiful;
The fire is sparking.
While gazing into the fire,
I am sunk in grief.

Suddenly, it comes to me,
Such unfaithful lad,
That last night
I have dreamt of you.

Then tear after tear
poured down;
Like this the day comes...
Oh, if it would only go away!


Enjoy life with respect,
AngelaProDeo.

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