by Walter Minameyer (flourished 1852-1895)
Translation Singable translation by John P. Jackson (d. 1902)
Nach dem Ball
Language: German (Deutsch)
Verklungen sind des Walzers Töne, doch kann ich nicht nach Hause geh'n. Ich habe ja, du herrlich Schöne, zu tief ins Auge dir geseh'n. Noch kann ich nicht den Schlummer finden, zu deinem Fenster zieht's mich hin. Es soll mein Liedlein dir verkünden, wie ich unendlich gut dir bin. Als ich mit seligem Entzücken den Arm um deine Hüfte schlang, da wollt' ich dir das Händchen drücken, ich wagt' es nicht, mir war so bang. Ich wollte dir ein Blümlein pflücken, auch dazu fehlte mir der Mut; jetzt soll es jubelnd zu dir dringen: „Du holdes Kind, ich bin dir gut!” Schlaf' wohl, du Herrlichste von allen, schlaf' wohl und denk' im Traume mein, doch hat mein Liedlein dir gefallen, so zaud're nicht und lass mich ein!
Authorship:
- by Walter Minameyer (flourished 1852-1895) [author's text not yet checked against a primary source]
Musical settings (art songs, Lieder, mélodies, (etc.), choral pieces, and other vocal works set to this text), listed by composer (not necessarily exhaustive):
- by Erik Meyer-Helmund (1861 - 1932), "Nach dem Ball", op. 63 (Drei Lieder) no. 3, published 1888 [ voice and piano ], Hamburg, Rahter [sung text checked 1 time]
Available translations, adaptations or excerpts, and transliterations (if applicable):
- ENG English [singable] (John P. Jackson) , "After the Ball"
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After the Ball
Language: English  after the German (Deutsch)
I left the last mad whirling dancers, For she had gone with "Sweet good night!" Too long bask'd in her winsome glances, Too deep look'd in their glorious light. And now I sit, the red log blazing, Her vision round me seems to float; O could I write, thy beauty praising, And sing thy goodness as I ought! O blissful dream! O hour entrancing, As thy dear form I gently press'd, Yet fear'd to whisper love, while dancing, Fond yearnings that my heart opress'd. O linger on, thou dream of glory! To thee, sweet visions, half divine, Let me repeat the old, old story And ask thee: "Love, will thou be mine?" Sleep well, o lov'd one pure and holy, And in thy slumber dream of me; And know that I am thine and wholly, And I will sleep and dream of thee.
From the Meyer-Helmund score.
Authorship:
- Singable translation by John P. Jackson (d. 1902), "After the Ball" [author's text not yet checked against a primary source]
Based on:
- a text in German (Deutsch) by Walter Minameyer (flourished 1852-1895)
Musical settings (art songs, Lieder, mélodies, (etc.), choral pieces, and other vocal works set to this text), listed by composer (not necessarily exhaustive):
- [ None yet in the database ]
Researcher for this page: Johann Winkler
This text was added to the website: 2020-08-12
Line count: 20
Word count: 143