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“How eerie it is to me / To hear the first breath of Spring.”

Dietrich Fischer-Dieskau, who has died after a long life of lieder, captures, especially in this song’s final verse, the pathos that for many of us accompanies days of the sort UD is currently enjoying –

Spring, with magic words,
breathing sweet pleasure…

Breathing sweet pleasure, yet

What makes the breeze so tangy and refreshing
comes from anguish.

Listen to this final verse:

Die Kelche sinken nieder,
Sie schauen erdenwärts:
O Mutter, nimm uns wieder,
Das Leben gibt nur Schmerz.

The flower-chalices wilt
and gaze toward earth:
O Mother, take us back:
life gives us only pain.

Listen to his voice just barely rise on sinken and schauen, carrying – just barely – wilting life. That soft slight turn up the scale. How eerie it is to me.

Margaret Soltan, May 18, 2012 2:07PM
Posted in: heroes

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