From Richard Strauss’ Four Last Songs. The title means “Going to Sleep.”
One of the great, moving pieces of 20th century music.
If you don’t like vocal music (or think you don’t), begin with the instrumental interlude at 1:41. Then try to resist the emotions at the end of the song.
Translation of Text by Hermann Hesse
(And it’s not just about going to sleep.)
Nun der Tag mich müd gemacht,
Hände, laßt von allem Tun
Und die Seele unbewacht
|Now that I am wearied of the day,
my ardent desire shall happily receive
the starry night
like a sleepy child.Hands, stop all your work.
Brow, forget all your thinking.
All my senses now
yearn to sink into slumber.
And my unfettered soul