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by Hans Schmidt (1854 - 1923)
Translation © by Emily Ezust

In den Beeren
Language: German (Deutsch) 
Available translation(s): CAT DUT ENG FRE
Die Mutter:
 Singe, Mädchen, hell und klar,
 Sing' aus voller Kehle,
 Daß uns nicht die Spatzenschar
 Alle Beeren stehle!

Die Tochter:
 Mutter, mag auch weit der Spatz
 Flieh'n vor meinem Singen,
 Fürcht' ich doch, es wird den Schatz
 Um so näher bringen.

Die Mutter:
 Freilich, für so dreisten Gauch
 Braucht es einer Scheuche,
 Warte nur, ich komme auch
 In die Beerensträuche!

Die Tochter:
 Mutter, nein, das hat nicht Not:
 Beeren, schau, sind teuer,
 Doch der Küsse, reif und rot,
 Gibt es viele heuer!

Note: The indications of who is speaking are not in the original text.

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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):

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

  • CAT Catalan (Català) (Salvador Pila) , "Entre les baies", copyright © 2022, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
  • DUT Dutch (Nederlands) [singable] (Lau Kanen) , "Tussen de bessen", copyright © 2015, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
  • ENG English (Emily Ezust) , "Among the berries", copyright ©
  • FRE French (Français) (Guy Laffaille) , "Au milieu des baies", copyright © 2013, (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: 20
Word count: 83

Among the berries
Language: English  after the German (Deutsch) 
The mother:
 Sing, my girl, brightly and clearly:
 sing with a full throat,
 so that the flock of sparrows doesn't
 steal all our berries!

The daughter:
 Mother, even if the sparrow 
 flies from my singing,
 I'm afraid that it might
 bring my sweetheart nearer.

The mother:
 Of course, for such a brazen cuckoo,
 we need a scarecrow;
 Just wait, I'll join you 
 in the berrybushes.

The daughter:
 Mother, no... there's no need:
 Look, berries are rare,
 But kisses, ripe and red,
 are plentiful this year!

Authorship:

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

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    from the LiederNet Archive -- https://www.lieder.net/

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This text was added to the website between May 1995 and September 2003.
Line count: 20
Word count: 85