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Nun fährt der Frühling durch das Land, Und Niemand hat kein Sorgen. Und, wer heut noch kein Liebchen fand, Der find't und küßt es morgen. Der Vogel hat kein Sorgen nicht, Nichts kümmert nicht die Rose; Die Mücke tanzt im Sonnenlicht, Der Käfer springt im Moose. Und Wolken ziehen überall, Die guten Müßiggänger, In jedem Thal ein Wasserfall, In jedem Wald ein Sänger. Halt an, o Lenz! Dein Segen träuft Vergeudet sonst auf Blinde. Die schöne Sonne müd' sich läuft, Ihr Goldhaar fliegt im Winde. Nein, holder Lenz, halt' nimmer an! Wer da zurücke bliebe! Die Welt fährt ohne Steuermann Durch's Weltmeer jetzt der Liebe.
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Confirmed with C. Reinhold, Gedichte, Stuttgart: Carl Mäcken, 1853, pages 45-46.
First published in the periodical Album der Boudoirs (issued as part of Europa), 1838, pages 8-9. In this periodical it is part of a group called "Jahreszeiten", and has the title "Frühling."
Text Authorship:
- by Christian Reinhold (1813 - 1856), no title, written <<1836, appears in Gedichte, in Lieder und vermischte Gedichte, in Frühling, no. 3, first published 1838 [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 Kaspar Jakob Bischoff (1823 - 1893), as Caspar Jacob Bischoff, "Frühlingslied", op. 72, Heft 1 no. 3, published 1892 [ satb quartet ], Berlin: Hoffheinz [sung text not yet checked]
Available translations, adaptations or excerpts, and transliterations (if applicable):
- ENG English (Sharon Krebs) , "Spring song", copyright © 2021, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
Researcher for this page: Sharon Krebs [Senior Associate Editor]
This text was added to the website: 2021-04-02
Line count: 20
Word count: 106
Now springtime is passing through the land, And no one has any cares. And whoever has not yet found a love, Shall find and kiss one tomorrow. The bird has no cares, Nothing disturbs the rose; The mosquito dances in the sunlight, The beetle leaps in the moss. And clouds scud everywhere, The good old idlers, In every valley there is a waterfall, In every wood a singer. Oh springtime, halt! Otherwise your blessings Shall be squandered on those who are blind. The lovely sun courses until it is weary, Its golden hair flies in the wind. No, lovely springtime, never halt! Let whoever will be left behind! Without a captain the world now sails Through the ocean of love.
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Based on:
- a text in German (Deutsch) by Christian Reinhold (1813 - 1856), no title, written <<1836, appears in Gedichte, in Lieder und vermischte Gedichte, in Frühling, no. 3, first published 1838
This text was added to the website: 2021-04-02
Line count: 20
Word count: 121