Der Blumenbrief
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Language: German (Deutsch)
Our translations: CAT CHI DUT ENG ENG FRE
Euch Blümlein will ich senden
Zur schönen Jungfrau dort,
Fleht sie, mein Leid zu enden
Mit einem guten Wort.
Du, Rose, kannst ihr sagen,
Wie ich in Lieb' erglüh',
Wie ich um sie muß klagen
Und weinen spät und früh.
...
Du, Myrte, flüstre leise
Ihr meine Hoffnung zu,
Sag': auf des Lebens Reise
Glänzt ihm kein Stern als du.
Du, Ringelblume, deute
Ihr der Verzweiflung Schmerz,
Sag' ihr: des Grabes Beute
Wird ohne dich sein Herz.
Note: the text above is taken from stanzas 1,2,4,5 of the original text.
Composition:
Set to music by Franz Peter Schubert (1797 - 1828), "Der Blumenbrief", D 622 (1818), published 1833, stanzas 1,2,4,5 [ voice, piano ], A.Diabelli & Co., VN 4269, Wien (Nachlaß-Lieferung 21)
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Available translations, adaptations or excerpts, and transliterations (if applicable):
- CAT Catalan (Català) (Salvador Pila) , "La missiva de les flors", copyright © 2018, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
- CHI Chinese (中文) [singable] (Dr Huaixing Wang) , "花信 ", copyright © 2024, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
- DUT Dutch (Nederlands) [singable] (Lau Kanen) , "De bloemenbrief", copyright © 2009, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
- ENG English (Emily Ezust) , "A message of flowers", copyright ©
- ENG English (Malcolm Wren) , "The letter in flowers", copyright © 2018, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
- FRE French (Français) (Guy Laffaille) , "Le message des fleurs", copyright © 2012, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
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Line count: 20
Word count: 95
Language: English  after the German (Deutsch)
I shall send you, little flowers,
To that beautiful young woman over there,
Beg her to end my suffering
With a good word.
Rose, you can tell her
How much I am glowing with love,
How I have to lament because of her
And cry last thing at night and early in the morning.
...
Myrtle, whisper gently
To her about my hope,
Say: "On life's journey
The only star that shines on him is you."
Marigold, explain
To her about the agony of despair,
Say to her: "Food for the grave
Is what will become of his heart without you."
Note: the text above is taken from stanzas 1,2,4,5 of the original text.
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- Translation from German (Deutsch) to English copyright © 2018 by Malcolm Wren, (re)printed on this website with kind permission. To reprint and distribute this author's work for concert programs, CD booklets, etc., you may ask the copyright-holder(s) directly or ask us; we are authorized to grant permission on their behalf. Please provide the translator's name when contacting us.
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Word count: 119