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Die Erde war so lange geizig

Language: German (Deutsch)

Die Erde war so lange geizig,
Da kam der Mai, und sie ward spendabel,
Und alles lacht, und jauchzt, und freut sich,
Ich aber bin nicht zu lachen kapabel.

Die Blumen sprießen, die Glöcklein schallen,
Die Vögel sprechen wie in der Fabel;
Mir aber will das Gespräch nicht gefallen,
Ich finde alles miserabel.

Das Menschenvolk mich ennuyieret,
Sogar der Freund, der sonst passabel; -
Das kömmt, weil man Madame titulieret
Mein süßes Liebchen, so süß und aimabel.


Translation(s): ENG FRE FRE

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About the headline (FAQ)

Confirmed with Heinrich Heine, Buch der Lieder, Hoffmann und Campe, Hamburg, 1827, page 133.


Submitted by Emily Ezust [Administrator] and Pierre Mathé [Guest Editor]

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Text added to the website: 2007-10-13.
Last modified: 2016-12-02 20:26:38
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La terre était restée longtemps...

Language: French (Français) after the German (Deutsch)

La terre était restée longtemps parcimonieuse,
Puis vint le mois de mai,et elle devint généreuse,
Et tous rient, jubilent et se réjouissent,
Mais moi, je ne suis pas capable de rire.

Les fleurs sortent de terre, les cloches tintent,
Les oiseaux parlent, comme dans les fables ;
Mais moi, la conversation ne me plaît pas,
Je trouve tout misérable.

Le genre humain m'ennuie,
Même l'ami, naguère passable ;
La cause en est que l'on donne du Madame
À ma douce bien-aimée, si douce et si aimable.


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Text added to the website: 2016-12-02.
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