by Karl Joseph Simrock (1802 - 1876)
Translation © by Peter Low

Unter der Linden
Language: German (Deutsch)  after the Mittelhochdeutsch 
Available translation(s): DUT ENG FRE
  Unter der Linden,
An der Haide,
Wo ich mit meinem Trauten saß,
  Da mögt ihr finden,
Wie wir beide
Die Blumen brachen und das Gras.
  Vor dem Wald mit süßem Schall,
Sang im Thal die Nachtigall.

  Ich kam gegangen
Zu der Aue,
Mein Liebster kam vor mir dahin.
  Ich ward empfangen,
Als hehre Fraue,
Daß ich noch immer selig bin.
  Ob er mir auch Küsse bot?
Seht, wie ist mein Mund so roth!

  Da gieng er machen
Uns ein Bette
Aus süßen Blumen mancherlei,
  Des wird man lachen
Noch, ich wette,
So Jemand wandelt dort vorbei.
  Bei den Rosen er wohl mag,
Merken wo das Haupt mir lag.

  Wie ich da ruhte,
Wüßt' es Einer,
Behüte Gott, ich schämte mich.
  Wie mich der Gute
Herzte, Keiner
Erfahre das als er und ich.
  Und ein kleines Vögelein,
Das wird wohl verschwiegen sein.

E. Grieg sets stanzas 1-2, 4

About the headline (FAQ)

Confirmed with Lieder der Minnesinger, Elberfeld, A. L. Friderichs, p. 144


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

  • DUT Dutch (Nederlands) [singable] (Lau Kanen) , copyright © 2020, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
  • ENG English (Peter Low) , "Under the lindens on the heath", copyright © 2002, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
  • FRE French (Français) (Guy Laffaille) , "Le rossignol secret", copyright © 2012, (re)printed on this website with kind permission

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This text was added to the website between May 1995 and September 2003.
Line count: 36
Word count: 146

Under the lindens on the heath
Language: English  after the German (Deutsch) 
Under the lindens
on the heath
at the spot where I sat with my boyfriend
you might discover 
how he and I
squashed the flowers and the grass.
From the woods came a sweet sound -
- the nightingale singing in the valley.

I came 
to the meadow;
my sweetheart had arrived before me.
He greeted me
as a noble lady
(I'm still very happy about that).
Did he offer me kisses?
- See how red my lips are!

If anyone found out (God forbid!)
what happened as I lay there,
I would be deeply ashamed.
May nobody know
how the young man embraced me
except him and me -
and a little bird -
- who will certainly keep a secret.


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This text was added to the website between May 1995 and September 2003.
Line count: 27
Word count: 125