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by Friedrich Martin von Bodenstedt (1819 - 1892)
Translation © by Sharon Krebs
Im Garten klagt die Nachtigall
Language: German (Deutsch) after the Azerbaijani (Azərbaycan dili)
Our translations: ENG
Im Garten klagt die Nachtigall Und hängt das feine Köpfchen nieder: Was hilft's, daß ich so schöne Lieder Und wundersüße Töne habe -- Solange ich mein grau Gefieder Und nicht der Rose Schöne habe! Im Blumenbeet die Rose klagt: Wie soll das Leben mir gefallen? Was hilft's, daß vor den Blumen allen Ich Anmut, Duft und Schöne habe -- Solang' ich nicht der Nachtigallen Gesang und süße Töne habe! Mirza-Schaffy entschied den Streit. Er sprach: Laßt eure Klagen beide, Du Rose mit dem duft'gen Kleide, Du Nachtigall mit deinen Liedern: Vereint zur Lust und Ohrenweide Der Menschen euch in meinen Liedern!
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- by Friedrich Martin von Bodenstedt (1819 - 1892), no title, appears in Die Lieder des Mirza-Schaffy, in Lieder der Klage, no. 1 [author's text checked 1 time against a primary source]
Based on:
- a text in Azerbaijani (Azərbaycan dili) by Mirzə Şəfi Vazeh (1794 - 1852) [text unavailable]
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Researcher for this page: Sharon Krebs [Senior Associate Editor]
This text was added to the website: 2003-11-09
Line count: 18
Word count: 107
The nightingale laments in the garden
Language: English after the German (Deutsch)
The nightingale laments in the garden And its delicate little head droops: What good is it that I have such beautiful songs And such wondrously sweet sounds -- As long as I have this my grey plumage And not the beauty of the rose! In the flowerbed the rose complains: How can life please me? What good is it that more than all other flowers I have grace, scent, and beauty -- As long as I do not have the nightingale's Song and sweet sounds! Mirza-Schaffy resolved the matter. He spoke: Leave off complaining, You rose with your scented garments, You nightingale with your songs: Unite yourselves in my poems For humankind's joy and listening pleasure.
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Based on:
- a text in German (Deutsch) by Friedrich Martin von Bodenstedt (1819 - 1892), no title, appears in Die Lieder des Mirza-Schaffy, in Lieder der Klage, no. 1
Based on:
- a text in Azerbaijani (Azərbaycan dili) by Mirzə Şəfi Vazeh (1794 - 1852) [text unavailable]
Go to the general view
This text was added to the website: 2011-08-28
Line count: 18
Word count: 116