Der Frühling
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Language: German (Deutsch)
Our translations: CAT DUT ENG FRE SPA
Es lockt und säuselt um den Baum:
Wach auf aus deinem Schlaf und Traum,
Der Winter ist zerronnen.
Da schlägt er frisch den Blick empor,
Die Augen sehen hell hervor
Ans goldne Licht der Sonnen.
Es zieht ein Wehen sanft und lau,
Geschaukelt in dem Wolkenbau
Wie Himmelsduft hernieder.
Da werden alle Blumen wach,
Da tönt der Vögel schmelzend Ach,
Da kehrt der Frühling wieder.
...
Es weht der Wind den Blütenstaub
Von Kelch zu Kelch, von Laub zu Laub,
Durch Tage und durch Nächte.
Flieg auch, mein Herz, und flattre fort,
Such hier ein Herz und such es dort,
Du triffst vielleicht das Rechte.
Note: the text above is taken from stanzas 1-2,4 of the original text.
Composition:
Set to music by Johannes Brahms (1833 - 1897), "Der Frühling", op. 6 no. 2 (1852), published 1854, stanzas 1-2,4 [ soprano or tenor and piano ], Leipzig, Senff
Text Authorship:
- by Johann Baptist Rousseau (1802 - 1867), first appeared in Spiele der lyrischen und dramatischen Muse, first published 1826
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Available translations, adaptations or excerpts, and transliterations (if applicable):
- CAT Catalan (Català) (Salvador Pila) , "La primavera", copyright © 2022, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
- DUT Dutch (Nederlands) [singable] (Lau Kanen) , "De lente", copyright © 2014, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
- ENG English (Emily Ezust) , "The spring", copyright ©
- FRE French (Français) (Guy Laffaille) , "Le printemps", copyright © 2013, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
- SPA Spanish (Español) (Alfonso Sebastián) , "La primavera", copyright © 2021, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
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This text was added to the website between May 1995 and September 2003.
Line count: 24
Word count: 134
Language: English  after the German (Deutsch)
The wind murmurs alluringly about the tree:
Awaken from your sleep and your dream,
The frost of winter has thawed.
It casts its gaze briskly upward,
Its eyes look brightly upon
The golden light of the sun.
A gentle, warm breeze wafts
and rocks in the mass of clouds,
Downward like the fragrance of heaven.
Then all the flowers awaken,
The little birds sing melting sighs,
And Spring returns once more.
...
The wind wafts the pollen
From calyx to calyx, from leaf to leaf,
Throughout the day and throughout the night.
Fly also, my heart, and flutter forth,
Search here and search there for another heart -
Perhaps you will meet the right one.
Note: the text above is taken from stanzas 1-2,4 of the original text.
Text Authorship:
- Translation from German (Deutsch) to English copyright © by Emily Ezust
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Based on:
- a text in German (Deutsch) by Johann Baptist Rousseau (1802 - 1867), first appeared in Spiele der lyrischen und dramatischen Muse, first published 1826
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This text was added to the website between May 1995 and September 2003.
Line count: 24
Word count: 154