The thrush | I would not want to go to the garden

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by Johann Ludwig Uhland (1787 - 1862)

Translation © by Sharon Krebs

Ich will ja nicht zum Garten gehn

Language: German (Deutsch)

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"Ich will ja nicht zum Garten gehn,
Will liegen sommerlang,
Hört' ich die lust'ge Drossel nur,
Die in dem Busche sang."
 
Man fängt dem Kind die Drossel ein,
Im Käfig sitzt sie dort,
Doch singen will sie nicht und hängt
Ihr Köpfchen immerfort.
 
Noch einmal blickt das Kind nach ihr
Mit bittendem Gesicht,
Da schlägt die Drossel schön und hell,
Da glänzt sein Aug' und bricht.

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Confirmed with Uhlands Werke, Erster Teil, Gedichte, herausgegeben von Adalbert Silbermann, Berlin, Leipzig, Wien, Stuttgart: Deutsches Verlagshaus Bong & Co., [no year], page 142

Text Authorship:

by Johann Ludwig Uhland (1787 - 1862), "Die Drossel", appears in Balladen und Romanzen, in Sterbeklänge, no. 3 [author's text checked 1 time against a primary source]

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The thrush

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Language: English after the German (Deutsch)

"I would not want to go to the garden,
I would lie here for the whole summer,
If I could only hear the merry thrush
That sang in the bushes."
 
They catch the thrush for the child,
It sits there in a cage,
But it does not want to sing and hangs
Its little head always.
 
The child looks at it one more time
With a pleading countenance,
Whereupon the thrush throbs beautifully and brightly,
The child’s eyes shine and close in death.

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a text in German (Deutsch) by Johann Ludwig Uhland (1787 - 1862), "Die Drossel", appears in Balladen und Romanzen, in Sterbeklänge, no. 3
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This text was added to the website: 2016-07-13
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Word count: 84