Frau Wirthin, euer Töchterlein,
Das ist so schön und singt so fein.
Und, wenn es könnt' mein eigen sein,
So möcht' ich bei euch bleiben.
Wär' nur nicht dieses lust'ge Blut,
Wär' nur nicht dieser trotz'ge Muth!
Das thut nicht gut, das thut nicht gut, --
Muß wie die Wolke treiben.
So schön wir auch beisammen sind,
Muß weiter, kann nur, holdes Kind,
Ein herzliches Ade geschwind
Dir auf die Lippen schreiben.
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• G. Jenner
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Confirmed with C. Reinhold, Gedichte, Stuttgart: Carl Mäcken, 1853, page 66.
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Word count: 74
Mistress Publican, your daughter,
She is so beautiful and sings so nicely.
And if she could be mine,
I would be disposed to stay here among you.
If only I did not have such jauntiness,
If only I did not have such a defiant spirit!
That is not wholesome, is not wholesome, --
I must drift about like the clouds.
As pleasant as our companionship is,
I must travel on, can only, lovely girl,
Quickly press a heartfelt adieu
Upon your lips.
Available sung text translations: ← What is this?
• G. Jenner