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- Editor: Rafael Ornes (submitted 2000-05-09). Score information: Letter, 2 pages, 40 kB Copyright: CPDL
- Edition notes: MusicXML source file(s) in compressed .mxl format.
General Information
Title: Zum Rundetanz, Op. 17, No. 3
Composer: Franz Schubert
Lyricist: Johann Gaudenz von Salis-Seewis (1762-1834)
Number of voices: 4vv Voicing: TTBB
Genre: Secular, Lied
Language: German
Instruments: A cappella
{{Published}} is obsolete (code commented out), replaced with {{Pub}} for works and {{PubDatePlace}} for publications.
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Original text and translations
German text
Auf! es dunkelt; silbern funkelt
Dort der Mond ob Tannenhöh'n!
Auf! und tanzt in froher Runde;
Diese Stunde
Dämmert unbewölkt und schön!
Im Gewässer strahlen blässer
Felsen, deren Rot verblich;
Und mit dunklem Violette
Malt die Kette
Schroffer Schneegebirge sich.
Hüpft geschwinde um die Linde,
Die uns gelbe Blüten streut.
Laßt uns frohe Lieder singen,
Ketten schlingen,
Wo man traut die Hand sich beut.
Also schweben wir durch's Leben
Leicht wie Rosenblätter hin.
An den Jüngling, dunkelt's bänger,
Schließt sich enger
Seine traute Nachbarin.