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Ich gieng durch's Feld spazieren An einem Wintertag: Ach! wie die Vöglein frieren! Wo blieb ihr Musicieren, Das jedes Herz erfreuen mag? Und kaum war meinem Munde Das rasche Wort entflohn, Da -- blüht zur selben Stunde Im öden Wintergrunde Der allerschönste Frühling schon! Hell fangen an zu singen Die Vöglein mannigfalt; Auf thut die Lerch sich schwingen, Will bis zum Himmel dringen, Und grün steht da der kahle Wald! Und tausend Blüthen sprießen Aus jedem Zweig hervor; So klar die Bächlein fließen, Und an den Borden schießen Die schönsten Blumen keck empor! Und finden eure Zungen Dieß gar so wundersam, -- Wißt: Der dies Lied gesungen, In dem es frisch erklungen, Der wurde gestern Bräutigam!
Confirmed with Liederbuch von Friedrich Oser, 1842-1874. Mit einem biographischen Verzeichnis der Componisten, Basel: Benno Schwabe, Verlagsbuchhandlung, 1875, pages 155-156.
Text Authorship:
- by Friedrich Heinrich Oser (1820 - 1891), "Wunder", appears in Liederbuch, in 2. Liebeslieder, no. 175 [author's text checked 1 time against a primary source]
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- by Philipp Tietz (1816 - 1878) [sung text not yet checked]
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- ENG English (Sharon Krebs) , "Miracle", copyright © 2026, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
Researcher for this page: Sharon Krebs [Senior Associate Editor]
This text was added to the website: 2025-11-04
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Word count: 114
I went a-walking through the field Upon a winter's day: Ah, how the birdlets freeze! What happened to their music-making That gladdens every heart? And barely had the hasty word Flown from my lips, Lo -- in the very same hour In the desolate wintry vale The most beautiful springtime was already blossoming! The manifold birdlets begin To sing brightly; The lark swings itself upward, Wishing to rise all the way to Heaven, And the bare woods stand in verdure! And a thousand blossoms burst Forth from every branch; The brooklets flow so clearly, And upon their borders there shoot up Jauntily the most beautiful flowers! And if your tongues find This all too wondrous, -- Know: he who sang this song, In whom it sounded forth in freshness, He became a bridegroom yesterday!
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- a text in German (Deutsch) by Friedrich Heinrich Oser (1820 - 1891), "Wunder", appears in Liederbuch, in 2. Liebeslieder, no. 175
This text was added to the website: 2026-01-05
Line count: 25
Word count: 132