
Der unberufne Rath
--------------------------------------- English translation at the bottom --------------------------------------- [Intro] [Dark Baroque] [Harpsichord, low strings, distant chamber choir] [Slow, solemn, restrained] [Instrumental] [Verse] [Male Baritone, grave and controlled] Noch ruht der enge Kreis im Gleichmaß seiner Sitten, Dieweil ein Zeugniß, stumm und ohne Schrift und Hand, Von seinem Herrn sich löst, von keinem Aug erkannt; Der steht, als wär ihm nichts aus seinem Bann entglitten. [Short Instrumental Interlude] [Low strings rising] [Subtle tension] [Verse] [Baritone, increasingly suspicious] Des einen Stirne zuckt, als hätt er Schmach erlitten; Dem nächsten ist im Aug der Argwohn jäh entbrannt; Ein jeder hält Gericht, von keiner Macht ernannt, Und jedem hat ein Blick die Unschuld schon bestritten. [Build] [Cellos and violas intensify] [Harpsichord pulse] [Whispering choir enters] [Growing unease] [Verse] [More dramatic, measured] Er aber leiht sein Aug den ungewissen Zeugen Und sieht des Nachbars Haupt sich unterm Urtheil beugen; Sein Antlitz bleibt der Stein, um den die Klage fließt. [Break] [Sudden near-silence] [Single harpsichord notes] [Low choir drone] [Final Verse] [Baritone, darkly majestic] Den andern schreibt die Furcht ins Angesicht die Fragen; Er läßt den eignen Blick die gleichen Lettern tragen Und sucht in fremden Zügen, was seine Brust verschließt. [Instrumental] [End] ---------------------- English translation ---------------------- [Intro] [Dark Baroque] [Harpsichord, low strings, distant chamber choir] [Slow, solemn, restrained] [Instrumental] [Verse] [Male Baritone, grave and controlled] The close-knit circle still abides in its accustomed order, Whilst silent testimony, wrought by neither pen nor hand, Slips from its master, unperceived by any eye; And he stands as though naught had passed beyond his sway. [Short Instrumental Interlude] [Low strings rising] [Subtle tension] [Verse] [Baritone, increasingly suspicious] One brow begins to twitch, as though its bearer had suffered shame; Within another's eyes, suspicion suddenly takes flame; Each sits in judgment, though no power appointed him, And each has had his innocence denied by but a glance. [Build] [Cellos and violas intensify] [Harpsichord pulse] [Whispering choir enters] [Growing unease] [Verse] [More dramatic, measured] Yet he, too, lends his gaze unto the uncertain witnesses, And sees his neighbour's head bow low beneath their judgment; His countenance remains the stone round which accusation flows. [Break] [Sudden near-silence] [Single harpsichord notes] [Low choir drone] [Final Verse] [Baritone, darkly majestic] Upon the others' faces, fear inscribes its questions; He lets his own gaze bear those selfsame letters, And seeks upon another's brow what his own breast keeps sealed. [Instrumental] [End]

