A bird is singing, "Witt, witt, witt

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by Karl Philipp Conz (1762 - 1827)

Translation © by Amy Pfrimmer

Das Mädchen am Ufer

(Sung text for setting by L. Reichardt)

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Language: German (Deutsch)

Our translations: ENG

Es singt ein Vöglein, "witt, witt, witt,
Komm mit, komm mit!"
O könnt' ich Vöglein, mit dir ziehn,
Wir wollten über die Berge fliehn,
Durch die blauen, schönen Lüfte zumal,
Zu baden im warmen Sonnenstrahl.
Die Erd' ist eng, der Himmel weit;
Die Erd' ist arm, hat nichts als Leid;
Der Himmel ist weit,  hat nichts, als Freud'.
Das Vöglein hat sich geschwungen schon
Durchwirbelnd die Luft mit dem süßen Ton,
O Vöglein, daß dich Gott behüt'!
Da sitz' ich am Ufer und kann nicht mit.

Composition:

Luise Reichardt

Text Authorship:

by Karl Philipp Conz (1762 - 1827), "Das Mädchen am Ufer"

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The girl on the shore

(Sung text translation for setting by L. Reichardt)

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Language: English after the German (Deutsch)

A bird is singing, "Witt, witt, witt, 
Come with me! Come with me!" 
O if I could be a bird, wandering with you,
We wanted to fly across the mountains, 
through the beautiful blue air above all, 
To bathe in the warm sunbeam; 
The earth is close, the sky wide; 
the earth is poor, and holds nothing but suffering; 
The sky, the sky is wide, and holds nothing but joy. 
The little bird has already vaulted aloft, 
whirling through the air with its sweet sound; 
O little bird, God will protect you! 
As I sit on the shore and cannot go with you.

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