TRANSLATION: Schoenberg's Pierrot Lunaire, "Ancient Scent"

Lost in the fire of last year's Pierrot centennial was translation. After all, it was Otto Erich Hartleben's German--translated from the original French of Albert Giraud--that Arnold Schoenberg had set.

And with Stanley Appelbaum's Anglicised Hartleben turning 20 next year (not to mention having its own Twitter account @PierrotTweets), Classicalite figured a new English language translation was passed due.

To wit, over the past 21 weekdays or so, we've be offering a new take on each of Giraud/Hartleben/Appelbaum's 3x7 poems...alongside some of our favorite performances.

ANCIENT SCENT

O, ancient scent from fabled times
Ravish again my senses.
A crazy many roguish pranks
Vault through the easy air.

With cheerful longing I return
To pleasures I've long looked down upon.
O, ancient scent from fabled times,
Ravish me again!

All my gloom I've set aside.
Through my window, sunshine-framed,
I love watching the clear, free world.
And my dreams go forth in blissful stretches...
O, ancient scent--from fabled times.

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Translation, Schoenberg, Pierrot Lunaire, Part III, Albert Giraud, Otto Erich Hartleben, Stanley Appelbaum