by Eduard Mörike (1804 - 1875)
Translation © by Emily Ezust

Der Gärtner
Language: German (Deutsch) 
Available translation(s): CAT DUT ENG FRE FRE ITA
Auf ihrem Leibrößlein
So weiß wie der Schnee,
Die schönste Prinzessin
Reit't durch die Allee.

Der Weg, den das Rößlein
Hintanzet so hold,
Der Sand, den ich streute,
Er [blinket]1 wie Gold!

Du rosenfarb's Hütlein
Wohl auf und wohl ab,
O wirf eine Feder,
Verstohlen herab!

Und willst du dagegen
Eine Blüte von mir,
Nimm tausend für eine,
Nimm alle dafür!

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1 Dresel: "glänzet"

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Musical settings (art songs, Lieder, mélodies, (etc.), choral pieces, and other vocal works set to this text), listed by composer (not necessarily exhaustive)

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Other available translations, adaptations or excerpts, and transliterations (if applicable):

  • CAT Catalan (Català) (Salvador Pila) , "El jardiner", copyright © 2019, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
  • DUT Dutch (Nederlands) [singable] (Lau Kanen) , "De tuinman", copyright © 2012, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
  • ENG English (Emily Ezust) , "The gardener", copyright ©
  • FRE French (Français) (Guy Laffaille) , "Le jardinier", copyright © 2011, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
  • FRE French (Français) (Stéphane Goldet) (Pierre de Rosamel) , "Le jardinier", copyright © 2012, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
  • ITA Italian (Italiano) (Amelia Maria Imbarrato) , "Il Giardiniere", copyright © 2007, (re)printed on this website with kind permission


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Text added to the website between May 1995 and September 2003.
Last modified: 2014-06-16 10:01:42
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Word count: 61

The gardener
Language: English  after the German (Deutsch) 
On her favorite pony
as white as snow,
the fairest princess
rides down the avenue.
 
On the path down which her steed
so finely prances,
the sand that I strewed there
glitters like gold!
 
You rose-colored little hat,
bobbing up and down,
O toss a feather
stealthily down!
 
And if, for that, you would like
a little flower from me,
take a thousand for one -
take all of them!

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  • Translation from German (Deutsch) to English copyright © by Emily Ezust

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Text added to the website between May 1995 and September 2003.
Last modified: 2017-09-07 15:01:07
Line count: 16
Word count: 70