Men min fågel märks dock icke
Language: Swedish (Svenska)
Svanen speglas ren i sundet,
knipans vita vingar vina,
lärkan höres högt i höjden,
spovens rop kring kärret rullar,
våren samlar sina skaror,
får sin fågelflock tillbaka,
väntar dem med sol och värme,
lockar dem med långa dagar.
Och jag, arma flicka, fiker,
söker skingra saknans mörker,
vårda värmen i mitt sinne,
vill som våren vänlig vara,
synas ljus som sommardagen.
Och jag gläds, fast sorgen gnager,
ler, fast tåren trängs i ögat,
men min fågel märks dock icke.
Translation(s): ENG FIN FRE GER
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Musical settings (art songs, Lieder, mélodies, (etc.), choral pieces, and other vocal works set to this text), listed by composer (not necessarily exhaustive)
Available translations, adaptations or excerpts, and transliterations (if applicable):
- ENG English (Laura Prichard) , "For my bird hasn’t returned yet", copyright © 2017, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
- FIN Finnish (Suomi) (Erkki Pullinen) , "Mutta minun lintuani ei näy, ei kuulu", copyright © 2010, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
- FRE French (Français) (Laura Prichard) , "Mais mon oiseau est long à revenir", copyright © 2017, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
- GER German (Deutsch) [singable] (Bertram Kottmann) , "Muss doch meinen Vogel missen", copyright © 2018, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
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For my bird hasn’t returned yet
Language: English after the Swedish (Svenska)
The swan is reflected cleanly in the sound,
The goldeneye’s white wings whiz by,
The lark is heard loudly from high above,
The godwit’s shout rolls over the waves,
Spring marshalls its troops,
Herds its bird-flock back together,
Waiting for them with sunshine and warmth
Attracting them with longer days.
And I, a poor girl, envy them,
Seek to dispell the shadow of absence,
Nuture the warmth in my mind,
Seek to be as welcoming as spring,
As bright as a summer’s day.
And I’m happy, although my longing gnaws at me,
I laugh, but with a tear in my eye,
For my bird hasn’t returned yet.
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Note for line 1: referring to the surface of the water in a small strait or bay.
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