It is widely performed and recorded. The vocal part falls in the range of a tenor or soprano voice, but is often sung by other voices, transposed to a lower range, a precedent established by Schubert himself. Since the story of the cycle is about a young man, the work is most often sung by men.
The piano part bears much of the expressive burden of the work, and is only seldom a mere 'accompaniment' to the singer. A typical performance lasts around sixty to seventy minutes. He was 26 years old at the time.
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Past Issues. Gillian Buchanan. Join the Discussion Come join us to discuss your favorite or not so favorite Classical Music! Impatience Somewhat fast in one autograph copy: Lively I would carve it fondly in the bark of trees, I would chisel it eagerly into each pebble, I would sow it upon each fresh flower-bed with water-cress seeds, which it would quickly disclose; On each white piece of paper I'd write: Yours is my heart, and so shall it remain forever. I would like to raise a young starling, until he speaks the words pure and clear, until he speaks to her with my mouth's sound, with my heart's full, warm impulse; Then he would sing brightly through her windowpanes: Yours is my heart, and so shall it remain forever.
I would like to breathe it into the morning breezes, I would like to whisper it through the rainy grove; Oh, if only it shone from each flower-star! You waves, can you nothing but wheels drive? Yours is my heart, and so shall it remain forever. I thought, it must be visible in my eyes, On my cheeks it must be seen burning; It must be readable on my mute mouth, every breath would make it loudly known, And yet she notices nothing of all my yearning feelings.
Hervor aus eurem runden Tor, Ihr blauen Morgensterne! Morning Greetings Moderate Good morning, beautiful millermaid! Why do you so quickly turn your little head, as if something has happened to you?
Do you dislike my greetings so badly? Does my glance disturb you so much? Then I must go on again. Just let me stand from afar, watching your dear window, from afar, from quite far away!
You little blonde head, come out! You slumber-drunk little eyes, you dew-laden little flowers, why do you shy from the sun? Has night been so good to you that you close and bow and weep for her quiet joy?
Now shake off the gauze of dreams and rise, fresh and free in God's bright morning! The lark warbles in the sky; And from the heart's depths, Love calls away suffering and worries. Das ist es, was ich meine. The Miller's Flowers Moderate By the brook, many small flowers stand; Out of bright blue eyes they look; The brook - it is the miller's friend - and light blue my darling's eyes shine; therefore, these are my flowers.
Right under her little window, there I will plant these flowers, there you will call to her when all is quiet, when her head leans to slumber, you know what I intend you to say! And when she closes her little eyes, And sleeps in sweet, sweet rest, Then whisper, like a dreamy vision: to her: "Forget, forget me not! And when she opens the shutters up early, then look with a loving gaze up: The dew in your little eyes shall be my tears, which I will shed for you.
Der Mond war auch gekommen, Die Sternlein hinterdrein, Und schauten so traulich zusammen In den silbernen Spiegel hinein. Rain of Tears Quite slow We sat so cozily together under the cool alder arbor, We gazed so cozily together down into the murmuring brook.
The moon was already out, the stars afterwards, and we gazed so cozily together into the silver mirror there. I gazed at no moon, not at the star's shine; I looked only at her image, at her eyes alone. And I saw her nod and gaze reflected in the blissful brook, The flowers on the bank, the blue ones, they nodded and gazed right back. And in the brook it seemed all of the heavens plunged; And it wanted to pull me down into its depths as well. And over the clouds and stars, there murmured the brook and called with singing and ringing: "Fellow, fellow, follow me!
Sonne, hast du keinen hellern Schein? Moderately fast Little brook, let your rushing be! Wheels, cease your roaring! All you merry woodbirds, large and small, end your melodies! Through the grove, out and in, let only one song be heard today: The beloved millermaid is mine! Spring, are these all the flowers you have? Sun, have you no brighter shine? Ah, so I must be all alone With my blissful word, mine misunderstood by all of Creation! Nun, liebe Laute, ruh' an dem Nagel hier! Oft fliegt's um die Saiten mit seufzendem Klang.
Ist es der Nachklang meiner Liebespein? Soll es das Vorspiel neuer Lieder sein? Pause Quite fast I've hung my lute on the wall, I've tied it there with a green band; I can sing no more, my heart is too full.Franz Schubert, Wilhelm Müller, Peter Schreier, Steven Zehr Franz Schubert, Wilhelm Müller, Peter Schreier, Steven Zehr - Die Schöne Müllerin. Liederzyklus von Wilhelm Mülller.4/4(1).