by William Smyth (1765 - 1849)
Translation Singable translation by Georg Pertz (1830 - 1870)

He promised me at parting
Language: English 
He promised me at parting,
To meet me at springtime here;
Yet see yon roses blooming,
The blossoms how they disappear.
Return my dearest Dermot!
Or sure the spring will soon be o'er;
Fair long have blown the breezes,
Oh! When shall I see thee more.

He went to look for treasures,
They're found they say in London town;
And 'tis for me ha means them,
Both golden store and silken gown.
I want but thee, my Dermot!
Nor silken gown, nor golden store;
Fair long have blown the breezes,
Oh! When shall I see thee more.

Why go to that great city,
Oh why so far from Norah roam,
Return to those that love thee,
There's little love so far from home.
Thou art not faithless, Dermot,
Yet sure the spring is almost o'er,
Fair long have blown the breezes,
Oh! When shall I see thee more.

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Er schwur es mir beim Scheiden
Language: German (Deutsch)  after the English 
Er schwur es mir beim Scheiden,
Im Frühling sei er wieder hier;
Doch sieh die Rosen blühen,
Schon schwindet ihre Blütenzier.
Kehr wieder, teurer Dermot,
Sonst wird der Frühling bald vergehn;
Es wehten längst die Winde,
O wann kommst du, mich zu sehn?

Reichtümer ging er suchen,
In London, sagt man, sei ihr Platz;
Und meinetwegen sucht er
So seiden Kleid und goldnen Schatz .
Ich will nur dich, mein Dermot,
Nicht Gold noch Kleid mag ich ansehn,
Es wehten längst die Winde,
O wann kommst du, mich zu sehn?

Warum nur zogst zur Großstadt
Von Nora du so fern hinaus?
Kehr heim zu deinen Lieben,
Karg nur ist Liebe fern von Haus,
Du bist nicht treulos, Dermot,
Doch will der Frühling fast vergehn;
Es wehten längst die Winde,
O wann kommst du, mich zu sehn?

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Researcher for this page: Ferdinando Albeggiani

This text was added to the website: 2005-09-18
Line count: 24
Word count: 136