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- Editor: David K. Means (submitted 2000-07-20). Score information: Letter, 216 kbytes Copyright: CPDL
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General Information
Title: Der Abend, Op. 34, No. 1
Composer: Richard Strauss
Number of voices: 16vv Voicing: SSSSAAAATTTTBBBB
Genre: Secular, Lieder
Language: German
Instruments: a cappella
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Original text and translations
German text
Der Abend
Senke, strahlender Gott - die Fluren dürsten
Nach erquickendem Tau, der Mensch verschmachtet,
Matter ziehen die Rosse -
Senke den Wagen hinab!
Siehe, wer aus des Meers kristallner Woge
Lieblich lächelnd dir winkt! Erkennt dein Herz sie?
Rascher fliegen die Rosse,
Thetys, die göttliche, winkt.
Schnell vom Wagen herab in ihre Arme
Springt der Führer, den Zaum ergreift Cupido.
Stille halten die Rosse,
Trinken die kühlende Flut.
An den Himmel herauf mit leisen Schritten
kommt die duftende Nacht; ihr folgt die süße
Liebe. Ruhet und liebet!
Phoebus, der liebende, ruht.