English Singing Translation of:

Johannes Brahms: Der Tod, das ist die kühle Nacht, Op. 96, No. 1 (SMB #101)

(Death is the cool night; text by Heine)

Oh, death is still and cool as night, and life is like the sultry day. The darkness falls; I'm weary; the day has so wearied me. Over my bed a tree lifts its boughs; there sings a lovely nightingale. She sings of nothing but love songs. I hear it. I hear it again in dreams.

(Approx. performance timing: 4:48)

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