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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Language: French (Français)  after the German (Deutsch)
Petites fleurs, je vous enverrai
À cette jolie jeune fille là,
Pour la supplier de mettre fin à mon chagrin
Avec un seul mot gentil.
Rose, tu peux lui dire
Combien je brûle d'amour,
Combien je soupire après elle
Et je pleure nuit et jour.
...
Myrte, chuchote doucement
À son oreille mon espoir,
Dis-lui : au cours du voyage de la vie,
Aucune étoile ne brille pour lui comme à part toi.
Souci, décris-lui
La souffrance de mon désespoir ;
Dis-lui : le butin de la tombe
Sera sans toi son cœur.
Note: the text above is taken from stanzas 1,2,4,5 of the original text.
Text Authorship:
- Translation from German (Deutsch) to French (Français) copyright © 2012 by Guy Laffaille, (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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