Thawing wind, merry comrade

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by Friedrich Heinrich Oser (1820 - 1891)

Translation © by Sharon Krebs

Tauwind

(Sung text for setting by L. Keller)

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Language: German (Deutsch)

Our translations: ENG

Thauwind, lustiger Geselle,
Grüß' dich Gott viel tausend Mal!
Gleich entspringt des Liedes Quelle,
Fährst du brausend durch das Thal!

Hei! wie jauchzt der kecke Junge:
Mit dem Winter ist's nun aus!
Stürmt ihm nach in munt'rem Sprunge,
Jagt ihn ganz zum Land hinaus!

Auf der Au die Blümlein alle,
Alle Vöglein in dem Hain
Sind erwacht vom Jubelschalle,
Stimmen in den Jubel ein.

Hättst uns längst schon wandern müßen,
Winter du! mit Spott und Hohn! 
Kühner Sieger, laß dich grüßen 
Mit der Freude hellstem Ton!

Composition:

Ludwig Keller

Text Authorship:

by Friedrich Heinrich Oser (1820 - 1891), "Thauwind, lustiger Geselle", appears in Liederbuch, in 1. Naturlieder, no. 11

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Thawing wind

(Sung text translation for setting by L. Keller)

See original

Language: English after the German (Deutsch)

Thawing wind, merry comrade,
God greet you many thousand times!
The well-spring of song bursts forth immediately
When you move with a roar through the valley!

Ha! how the audacious lad rejoices:
Winter's time has run out!
Storm after winter in merry bounds,
Chase it utterly out of the land!

All the flowers upon the meadow,
All the birdlets in the grove
Have awakened from the exulting sounds
And join into the rejoicing.

You should long have been gone already,
You winter! with taunts and scorn!
Bold victor, accept our greetings
With the brightest sound of joy!

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a text in German (Deutsch) by Friedrich Heinrich Oser (1820 - 1891), "Thauwind, lustiger Geselle", appears in Liederbuch, in 1. Naturlieder, no. 11
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