Quand le tilleul fleurit

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by Karl Busse (1872 - 1918)

Translation © by Guy Laffaille

Polnisches Volkslied

(Sung text for setting by R. Philipp)

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Language: German (Deutsch)

Our translations: CAT ENG FRE

Wenn die Linde blüht, wenn die Linde blüht,
Sind die jungen, jungen Gänschen da,
Wenn ich die jungen Gänschen hüt',
Ist mein Liebster da, ist mein Liebster da.

Wenn ich dann mein lieber Liebster küßt,
Gehn die Gänschen in die Saat hinein,
Wenn's der Bauer wüßt', wenn's der Bauer wüßt' --
Lieber Liebster, laß das Küssen sein!

Composition:

Rudolf Philipp

Text Authorship:

by Karl Busse (1872 - 1918), "Polnisches Volkslied"

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CAT Catalan (Català) (Salvador Pila) , copyright © 2023, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
ENG English (Garrett Medlock) , copyright © 2020, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
FRE French (Français) (Guy Laffaille) , copyright © 2016, (re)printed on this website with kind permission

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Word count: 59

Chant populaire polonais

(Sung text translation for setting by R. Philipp)

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Language: French (Français) after the German (Deutsch)

Quand le tilleul fleurit,
Les jeunes oiseaux sont là.
Et quand je surveille les jeunes oiseaux,
Ma bien-aimée arrive.

Quand alors ma bien-aimée m'embrasse,
Les jeunes oiseaux vont dans le champ de blé.
Si le fermier le savait,
Ma chère bien-aimée, arrête ces baisers.

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