Mother's sons | You people, who must take pains

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possibly by Christian Weise (1642 - 1708)

Translation © by Poppy Holden

Mutter‑Söhne

Language: German (Deutsch)

Our translations: ENG

Ihr Leute, die ihr auf den Reisen
euch müsset tag und nacht bemühn,
durch hitz und frost, durch eis und eisen,
dem tode fasst entgegen ziehn,
ach kommt und macht es auch so schöne,
als wie die zarten muttersöhne!

Sie liegen bei der lieben mutter
auf einer weichen bärenhaut,
und wächsen fort in vollem futter,
wie hauslauch und wie knabenkraut,
bis nur das alter will vergönnen,
daß sie ein weib bedienen können!

Note: the text may be by a different author with the surname Weise - the attribution below is a guess.

Text Authorship:

possibly by Christian Weise (1642 - 1708) [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 Georg Philipp Telemann (1681 - 1767), "Mutter-Söhne" [
text verified 1 time
]

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

ENG English (Poppy Holden) , title 1: "Mother's sons", copyright ©, (re)printed on this website with kind permission

Researcher for this page: Poppy Holden

This text was added to the website between May 1995 and September 2003.
Line count: 12
Word count: 72

Mother's sons

Language: English after the German (Deutsch)

  You people, who must take pains
  to journey day and night,
  through heat and frost, through ice and iron,
  drawn almost against death,
  oh come and make it also as beautiful,
  as tender as mother's sons!
 
  They lie beside their dear mother
  on a soft bearskin, 
  and grow well with good feeding,
  like the houseleek and knabenkraut;
  they need only time
 before they can serve a woman!

Text Authorship:

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Based on:

a text in German (Deutsch) possibly by Christian Weise (1642 - 1708)
- Go to the text page.

This text was added to the website between May 1995 and September 2003.
Line count: 12
Word count: 68