Flutenreicher Ebro,
Blühendes Ufer,
All ihr grünen Matten,
Schatten des Waldes,
Fraget die Geliebte,
Die unter euch ruhet,
Ob in ihrem Glücke
Sie meiner gedenket!
Und ihr thauigen Perlen,
Die ihr im Frühroth
Den grünenden Rasen
Bunt mit Farben sticket,
Fraget die Geliebte,
Wenn sie Kühlung athmet,
Ob in ihrem Glücke
Sie meiner gedenket!
Ihr laubigen Pappeln,
Schimmerde Pfade,
Wo leichten Fußes
Mein Mädchen wandelt,
Wenn sie euch begegnet,
Fraget sie, fragt sie,
Ob in ihrem Glücke
Sie meiner gedenket!
Ihr schwärmenden Vögel,
Die den Sonnenaufgang
Singend ihr begrüßet
Mit Flötenstimmen,
Fraget die Geliebte,
Dieses Ufers Blume,
Ob in ihrem Glücke
Sie meiner gedenket!
Composition:
Set to music by Robert Schumann (1810 - 1856), "Romanze", op. posth. 138 no. 5 (1849), published 1857 [ baritone and piano duet ], from Spanische Liebeslieder, no. 5, Winterthur, Rieter-Biedermann
Score: IMSLP [external link]
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Available translations, adaptations or excerpts, and transliterations (if applicable):
- CAT Catalan (Català) (Salvador Pila) , copyright © 2020, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
- DUT Dutch (Nederlands) [singable] (Lau Kanen) , "Romance 'Golvenrijke Ebro'", copyright © 2012, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
- ENG English (John Glenn Paton) , copyright © 2008, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
- ENG English (Sharon Krebs) , copyright © 2017, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
- FRE French (Français) (Pierre Mathé) , "Ebre, aux flots puissants", copyright © 2008, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
Research team for this page: John Glenn Paton
[Guest Editor] , Sharon Krebs
[Senior Associate Editor]This text was added to the website between May 1995 and September 2003.
Line count: 32
Word count: 108
Water-rich Ebro,
Blooming banks,
All you green leas,
Shadows of the forest,
Ask my beloved
Who rests beneath you,
If in her happiness
She thinks of me!
And you dewy pearls,
Which in the red of early morning
Adorn the green grass
So colourfully,
Ask my beloved,
When she breathes cool air,
If in her happiness
She thinks of me!
You leafy poplars,
Shimmering pathways,
Where with soft tread
My maiden wanders,
When she encounters you,
Ask her, ask her,
If in her happiness
She thinks of me!
You swarming birds
Who greet the sunrise
With the singing
Of your flute-like voices,
Ask my beloved,
The flower of this shore,
If in her happiness
She thinks of me!
