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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[Guest Editor] This text was added to the website between May 1995 and September 2003.
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Language: English  after the German (Deutsch)
You flowers will I send
to that lovely young woman there,
to beg her to end my misery
with one kind word.
You roses can tell her
how I burn with love,
how I pine for her
and weep night and day.
...
You marigold, describe to
her the pain of my despair;
tell her: the grave will steal
his heart without you.
Note: the text above is taken from stanzas 1,2,4,5 of the original text.
Text Authorship:
- Translation from German (Deutsch) to English copyright © by Emily Ezust
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