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O! wer mit der Liebsten thut reisen, Dem blühet der Frühling zur Stund, Ob düster und grau noch der Himmel, Ob kahl noch des Thales Grund. Gleich muß ja die Sonne mir lachen, Ach! blickst du so wonnig mich an! Gleich müßen die Lerchen sich schwingen Glückselig hinauf von dem Plan. Und glühen dir, Holde, die Wangen Wie flammende Rosen so schön, Gleich seh' ich's ja sprossen im Grunde, Gleich seh' ich's ja blühn auf den Höhn! Ja! wer mit der Liebsten thut reisen, Der hat wohl das Glück zum Geleit: O nähme der Weg nur kein Ende, Wär tausend Mal er nur so weit!
Confirmed with Liederbuch von Friedrich Oser, 1842-1874. Mit einem biographischen Verzeichnis der Componisten, Basel: Benno Schwabe, Verlagsbuchhandlung, 1875, page 179.
Text Authorship:
- by Friedrich Heinrich Oser (1820 - 1891), "O! wer mit der Liebsten thut reisen!", appears in Liederbuch, in 2. Liebeslieder, no. 203 [author's text checked 1 time against a primary source]
Musical settings (art songs, Lieder, mélodies, (etc.), choral pieces, and other vocal works set to this text), listed by composer (not necessarily exhaustive):
- by Ernst Paul Flügel (1844 - 1912) [sung text not yet checked]
- by Philipp Tietz (1816 - 1878) [sung text not yet checked]
Available translations, adaptations or excerpts, and transliterations (if applicable):
- ENG English (Sharon Krebs) , "Oh! he who travels with his beloved", copyright © 2026, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
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This text was added to the website: 2025-11-23
Line count: 16
Word count: 105
Oh! he who travels with his beloved, For him springtime blossoms at once, Though the sky still be dreary and grey, Though the depths of the valley still be bare. Immediately the sun must smile on me, Ah! when you look at me so blissfully! Immediately the larks must rise Joyfully up from the plains. And if your cheeks, lovely one, glow As beautifully as flaming roses, Immediately I see it burgeoning in the vale, Immediately I see it blossoming on the heights! Yes! he who travels with his beloved, He surely has happiness as a companion: Oh, if only the road would never end, Were it a thousand times longer!
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Based on:
- a text in German (Deutsch) by Friedrich Heinrich Oser (1820 - 1891), "O! wer mit der Liebsten thut reisen!", appears in Liederbuch, in 2. Liebeslieder, no. 203
This text was added to the website: 2026-04-05
Line count: 16
Word count: 111