When the swallows homeward fly (Franz Wilhelm Abt)

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• (Posted 2020-02-16)  CPDL #57059:     

Editor: Nikolaus Hold (submitted 2020-02-16).   Score information: A4, 1 page, 52 kB   Copyright: CC BY NC

Edition notes: Arr. for TTBB from Deutsche Liederhalle, 3. Band (Thomas Täglichsbeck). MusicXML source file(s) in compressed .mxl format.

• CPDL #06911: 

Editor: Stan Sanderson (submitted 2004-04-08).   Score information: A4, 2 pages, 69 kB   Copyright: Public Domain

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Title: When the swallows homeward fly
Composer: Franz Wilhelm Abt

Number of voices: 1v   Voicing: Soprano solo

Genre: Secular, Folksong

Language: English
Instruments: Piano

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Original text and translations

English text When the swallows homeward fly, When the roses scatter'd lie, When from neither hill nor dale, Chants the silv'ry nightingale, In these words my bleeding heart, Would to thee its grief impart. When I thus thy image lose, Can I, ah! can I e'er know repose. When the white swan southward roves, To seek at noon the orange groves, When the red tints of the west, Prove the sun is gone to rest, In these words my bleeding heart, Would to thee its grief impart. When I thus thy image lose, Can I, ah! can I e'er know repose. My poor heart, why do you cry, Once also you in peace will lie! All things on this earth must die; Will then we meet, you and I? My heart asks with boding pain Will faith join us once again? My heart asks with boding pain Will faith join us once a gain? After today's bitter parting pain.

German text by Karl Reginald Herloßsohn, 1830 (1802-1849) Wenn die Schwalben heimwärts ziehn Wenn die Rosen nicht mehr blühn, Wenn der Nachtigall Gesang Mit der Nachtigall verklang, Fragt das Herz im bangen Schmerz Ob ich euch wohl wiederseh? Scheiden, ach Scheiden Scheiden tut weh! Wenn die Schwäne südwärts ziehn Dorthin, wo Orangen blühn, Wenn das Abendrot versinkt Durch die grünen Wipfel blinkt, Fragt das Herz im bangen Schmerz Ob ich euch wohl wiederseh? Scheiden, ach Scheiden Scheiden tut weh! Armes Herz, was klagest du? Ach, du gehst auch einst zur Ruh! Was auf Erden, muss vergehn! Gibt es dort ein Wiedersehn? Fragt ein Herz im bangen Schmerz Ob ich euch wohl wiederseh? Scheiden, ach Scheiden Scheiden tut weh!