by Paul Heyse (1830 - 1914)
Translation © by Linda Godry

Nun stehn die Rosen in Blüte
Language: German (Deutsch) 
Available translation(s): DUT ENG FRE
Nun [stehn]1 die Rosen in Blüte, 
Da wirft die [Lieb']2 ein Netzlein aus. 
Du schwanker, loser Falter, 
Du hilfst dir nimmer heraus!

Und wenn ich wäre gefangen 
In dieser [jungen]3 Rosenzeit, 
Und wär's die Haft der Liebe, 
Ich müßte vergehen vor Leid.

Ich mag nicht [sehnen und]4 sorgen; 
Durch blühende Wälder schweift mein Lauf. 
Die [luft'gen]5 Lieder fliegen 
Bis in die Wipfel hinauf.

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Confirmed with Paul Heyse, Der Jungbrunnen. Neue Märchen von einem fahrenden Schüler, Berlin, Verlag von Alexander Duncker, 1850, page 6.

1 Grimm, Schumann: "stehen"
2 Schumann: "Liebe"
3 Grimm: "schönen"
4 Schumann: "sehen und" (typo?) ; Grimm: "sehnen, nicht"
5 Schumann: "lustigen" (typo?)

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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)

Settings in other languages, adaptations, or excerpts:

  • Also set in German (Deutsch), a translation ; composed by Robert Kahn, Georg Schumann.

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

  • DUT Dutch (Nederlands) [singable] (Lau Kanen) , copyright © 2015, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
  • ENG English (Linda Godry) , "Now the roses are blooming", copyright © 2004, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
  • FRE French (Français) (Guy Laffaille) , copyright © 2013, (re)printed on this website with kind permission


Research team for this text: Ted Perry , Sharon Krebs [Guest Editor]

Text added to the website between May 1995 and September 2003.
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Now the roses are blooming
Language: English  after the German (Deutsch) 
Now the roses are blooming,
love throws its nets,
you tumbling, fickle butterfly
you will never get free again.

And if I were caught
in this time of young roses,
and if it were the captivity of love,
I would fade away in misery.

I don't want to look ahead or have a care;
through blooming woods do I course,
gay songs fly
up to the treetops.

Note: this is a translation of Schumann's version.

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Text added to the website: 2004-07-28 00:00:00
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