English translation of Frühlingslied

by Anton Häring (1825 - 1888), "Frühlingslied", op. 4 no. 1, published 1878 [ men's chorus ], Leipzig: Robert Forberg

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Der Mai ist da, der Mai ist da
Und alles Leid von hinnen
Und Seligkeit und Himmelslust
Im tiefsten Herzen innen!

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  O frisches Grün, o frisches Grün
Auf Wiesen und im Walde! 
Ihr Blüthen licht mit süßem Duft,
Wie heilt ihr doch so balde! 

  O Himmelsdom, o Himmelsdom,
So tiefblau, du hochoben!
Ich schau nach dir, und ahn' es süß,
Wie schön es ist da droben!

  So seltsam still, so seltsam still!
Nur Vöglein leise singen;
So kann mir aus der tiefen Brust
Nur leises Beten dringen. 

  Du Vöglein dort, du Vöglein dort!
Was hörst du auf zu schlagen?
Willst mein Gebet, dem du gelauscht,
Vor Gott, den Herren, tragen?

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Confirmed with Liederbuch von Friedrich Oser, 1842-1874. Mit einem biographischen Verzeichnis der Componisten, Basel: Benno Schwabe Verlagsbuchhandlung, 1875, page 23.


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Author(s): Friedrich Heinrich Oser (1820 - 1891), Anonymous/Unidentified Artist 
May has arrived, May has arrived,
And all sorrow has departed
And bliss and heavenly joy
Are in the depths of my heart.

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  Oh fresh green, oh fresh green
Upon the meadows and in the woods!
Ye bright blossoms with sweet scent,
How quickly you can heal our pain!

  Oh vault of heaven, oh vault of heaven,
So deeply blue, ye so high above!
I gaze toward you and have a sweet premonition
Of how beautiful it is there on high!

  So strangely still, so strangely still!
Only birdlets sing quietly;
Thus from deep within my breast
Only a quiet prayer can come forth.

  You birdlet there, you birdlet there!
Why do you stop your jugging?
Would you bear my prayer, to which 
You listened, up to the Lord God?

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Translations of titles:
"Frühlingsandacht" = "Spring worship"
"Frühlingslied" = "Spring song"



Translation © by Sharon Krebs