Ein Vögelein
Language: German (Deutsch)
Available translation(s): DUT ENG ENG FRE ITA
Ein Vögelein
Fliegt über den Rhein
Und wiegt die Flügel
Im Sonnenschein,
Sieht Rebenhügel
Und grüne Flut
In goldner Glut. --
Wie wohl das tut,
So hoch erhoben
Im Morgenhauch!
Beim Vögelein droben,
O wär' ich auch!
J. Lang sets lines 1-6, 8-12
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Confirmed with Gedichte von C. Reinhold, Stuttgart: C. Mäcken, Verlagsbuchhandlung, 1853, pages 65-66.
Authorship:
Musical settings (art songs, Lieder, mélodies, (etc.), choral pieces, and other vocal works set to this text), listed by composer (not necessarily exhaustive):
- by Johannes Brahms (1833 - 1897), "Auf dem Schiffe", op. 97 (Sechs Lieder für 1 Singstimme mit Pianoforte) no. 2 (1885), published 1886 [ voice and piano ], Berlin, Simrock [sung text checked 1 time]
- by Josephine Lang (1815 - 1880), "Vögelein", op. 14 (Sechs deutsche Lieder) no. 5 (1842), published 1848, lines 1-6,8-12 [ voice and piano ], Leipzig, Breitkopf und Härtel [sung text checked 1 time]
Available translations, adaptations or excerpts, and transliterations (if applicable):
- DUT Dutch (Nederlands) [singable] (Lau Kanen) , "Op het schip", copyright © 2014, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
- ENG English (Emily Ezust) , "In the boat", copyright ©
- ENG English (Sharon Krebs) , copyright © 2021, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
- FRE French (Français) (Odile Bénassy) , "Un petit oiseau", copyright © 2009, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
- ITA Italian (Italiano) (Ferdinando Albeggiani) , "Un uccelletto vola sul Reno", copyright © 2010, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
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Line count: 12
Word count: 36
Op het schip
Language: Dutch (Nederlands)  after the German (Deutsch)
Een vogel klein
Vliegt over de Rijn
En wiegt zijn vleugels
In zonneschijn,
Ziet wijngaardheuvels
En groene vloed
In gouden gloed.
Wat doet dat goed,
Zo hoog verheven
In morgenlucht!
O, kon ik ook zweven
In vogelvlucht!