by Christian Winther (1796 - 1876)
Translation Singable translation by Anonymous / Unidentified Author
Blomsterne tale
Language: Danish (Dansk)
Fra Vinterens Kulde Vi komme herind For ydmygt, du Hulde! At kvæge dit Sind. Vi kan ej Mirakler, Men du er saa kjær, At tage os Stakler Saa dan som vi er. Vi kunne ej sjunge, Som Fuglen i Luft, Vi bruge som Tunge Vort Smil og vor Duft. Vi die, vi sanke Ved Moderens Bryst Saa mangen sød Tanke, Til Vemod og Lyst. Og det kan ej fejle, Paa duftende Strøm Kan Smerten hensejle En Stund som i Drøm. Fra Vinterens Kulde Vi vandre herind For yndigt, du Hulde! At kvæge dit Sind.
Text Authorship:
- by Christian Winther (1796 - 1876), "Blomsterne tale", written 1865, from Samlede Digtninger - Brogede Blade - Een [author's text not yet checked against a primary source]
Musical settings (art songs, Lieder, mélodies, (etc.), choral pieces, and other vocal works set to this text), listed by composer (not necessarily exhaustive):
- by Edvard Grieg (1843 - 1907), "Blomsterne tale", op. 10 (Fire Romancer af Chr. Winther = Vier Romanzen für 1 Singstimme mit Pianoforte) no. 3 (1864), published 1865 [ voice and piano ], also set in German (Deutsch) [sung text checked 1 time]
Settings in other languages, adaptations, or excerpts:
- Also set in German (Deutsch), a translation by Anonymous/Unidentified Artist ; composed by Edvard Grieg.
Other available translations, adaptations or excerpts, and transliterations (if applicable):
- ENG English (Nigel Parker) , "Flowertalk", copyright © 2010, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
- FRE French (Français) (Pierre Mathé) , "Paroles de fleurs", copyright © 2011, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
Researcher for this text: Emily Ezust [Administrator]
This text was added to the website between May 1995 and September 2003.
Line count: 24
Word count: 94
Blumensprache
Language: German (Deutsch) after the Danish (Dansk)
Wir kommen gezogen aus Winter und Eis, o sei uns gewogen, wir grüßen dich leis'. Ob viel auch gelingen uns Armen nicht kann, du nimmst, was wir bringen, voll Freundlichkeit an! Wir können nicht singen wie Vögel der Luft; als Grüße wir bringen nur Farben und Duft. Doch tief in der Erden, da ward uns bewusst vom ewigen Werden der Schmerz und die Lust. Wir füllen die Lüfte, wir treffen dein Herz, es stillen die Düfte wie Träume den Schmerz. Wir kommen gezogen aus Winter und Eis, o sei uns gewogen, wir grüßen dich leis'.
Text Authorship:
- Singable translation by Anonymous / Unidentified Author [author's text not yet checked against a primary source]
Based on:
- a text in Danish (Dansk) by Christian Winther (1796 - 1876), "Blomsterne tale", written 1865, from Samlede Digtninger - Brogede Blade - Een
Musical settings (art songs, Lieder, mélodies, (etc.), choral pieces, and other vocal works set to this text), listed by composer (not necessarily exhaustive):
- by Edvard Grieg (1843 - 1907), "Blumensprache", op. 10 (Fire Romancer af Chr. Winther = Vier Romanzen für 1 Singstimme mit Pianoforte) no. 3, published 1885 [ voice and piano ], Leipzig, Edit. Peters, also set in Danish (Dansk) [sung text checked 1 time]
Researcher for this page: Johann Winkler
This text was added to the website: 2020-06-10
Line count: 24
Word count: 95