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Language: Swedish (Svenska)

Luften är solig och skyarne tindra,
klarblåa böljorna locka och glindra;
fåglarne virka i häcken sitt bo;
rasande stormarne lagt sig till ro;

blommor och plantor på murarne pråla,
gifmilda blifva de karga och snåla,
klart som en klocka slår gökens kuku;
fåret lagt af sig sin ulliga skrud;

korna åt fältet förnöja sitt öga,
timmarne löpte i båset så tröga;
kvinnfolket skvallrar i solen mer gladt,
än när vid spiseln hon huttrande satt.

Ute på klippan sig stormfågeln lägrar.
Se, hvilka skaror af måsar och hägrar!
Kretsa ej mer rundt om krängande mast.
Gladt i min trädgård mig fågnar en trast;

och till mitt sinne, där skuggorna bodde,
som icke längre på solljuset trodde,
tränger en glimt så föryngrande varm:
våren har funnit en väg till min barm.

Translation(s): ENG FIN FRE GER

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Confirmed with Ernst Josephson, Svarta Rosor och Gula, C. & E. Gernandts Förlags Aktiebolag, Stockholm, 1901, page 117.

In Sibelius's score there are some spelling changes: fåglarne -> foglarna ; kvinnfolket -> qvinnfolket.

Submitted by Pierre Mathé [Guest Editor]


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, and transliterations (if applicable):

  • GER German (Deutsch) [singable] (Theobald Rehbaum) , title 1: "Mai"
  • ENG English [singable] (Herbert Harper) , title 1: "May"
  • FIN Finnish (Suomi) (Erkki Pullinen) , title 1: "Toukokuu", copyright © 2010, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
  • FRE French (Français) (Pierre Mathé) , title 1: "Mai", copyright © 2014, (re)printed on this website with kind permission

Text added to the website between May 1995 and September 2003.

Last modified: 2014-09-16 12:42:47

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Word count: 129

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Language: English after the Swedish (Svenska)

Springtime and sunshine and clouds that are flying,
Clear blue the waters are sparkling and sighing.
In the close hedges a bird builds its nest;
Tempest and storm are asleep and at rest.
Flowers are all budding in meadow and garden;
Spring makes those kinder whom winter doth harden.
Clear as a bell the first cuckoo doth call;
Winter coats now from the sheeps' back do fall.
Cows in the meadows rejoicing are feeding,
Slow in the stable the hours were in speeding.
Folk in the sunshine can gossip at ease,
But in the winter they shiver and freeze.
Round the great rock where the storm waves were leaping,
See, how the masses of seagulls are sweeping!
Circling no more round the storm shaken mast.
Birds in my garden are singing at last.
And to my bosom, that weary with sorrow,
Could not believe in a brighter tomorrow,
Cometh the sunshine reviving my heart:
Spring who hast found me, how welcome thou art.

From the Sibelius score.

Submitted by Harry Joelson


Based on

Musical settings (art songs, Lieder, mélodies, (etc.), choral pieces, and other vocal works set to this text), listed by composer (not necessarily exhaustive)

    [ None yet in the database ]

Text added to the website: 2009-03-06 00:00:00.

Last modified: 2014-06-16 10:01:54

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Word count: 163