English translations of Zwei Lieder für 1 Singstimme mit Pianofortebegleitung, opus 37

 Grandfather and grandmother,
 they sat in the garden arbour;
 there was a silent smile on their faces,
 like a sunny winter's day.
 
 Arms intertwined,
 my beloved and I rested there,
 our hearts blossomed and sounded
 like flower groves in May.
 
 A little stream rippled by
 with a babbling hiking song;
 silently the clouds drifted in the sky,
 until they disappeared from our view.
 
 The withered foliage of the trees
 rustled and scattered,
 and in silence time with its soft footsteps
 passed by us.
 
 Without a word the old silent pair
 gazed on the young couple.
 A double mirror of life
 stood before us light and true.
 
 They looked at us and thought
 of the beautiful past.
 We looked at them and thought
 of times long in the future.

The maiden comes home from the May dance,
She has fatigued herself with leaping about.
Her mother asks, "Where is the wreath
That I wound into your hair for you?"

"As I was walking through the fields
The wind came along;
Roughly it tore the myrtles 
And the rosemary from my hair."

Her mother makes a serious face,
Furrowing her brow:
"Girl, don't you have two hands
With which to keep a hold of your wreath?"

"Just then I needed both my hands
In order to embrace my Friedel
As we were kissing each other to our hearts' content. --
Could I have let go of him?"