Translation © by Emily Ezust

Es war ein niedlich' Zeiselein
Language: German (Deutsch) 
Available translation(s): ENG FRE
[Es]1 war ein niedlich' Zeiselein,
Das träumte nachts im Mondenschein:
Es säh am Himmel Stern [bei]2 Stern,
Davon [wär]3 jeder ein Hirsekern.
Und als es geflogen [himmelauf]4,
Da pickte das Zeislein die Sterne auf,
Piep - 
Wie war das im [Traume]5 so lieb!

Und als die [Sonne]6 beschien den Baum,
[Erwachte]7 das Zeislein [von seinem]8 Traum.
Es [wetzte]9 [das Schnäblein]10 her und hin
Und [sprach]11 verwundert in seinem Sinn:
"Nun hab [ich]12 gepickt die ganze Nacht
Und [bin]13 [doch so hungrig]14 aufgewacht!
Ping -
Das ist [mir]15 ein [närrisches]16 Ding!"

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1 Doebber: "Das"; further changes may exist not shown above.
2 Wallnöfer: "an"
3 Kügele: "war"
4 Blech: "zum Himmel hinauf"
5 Blech: "Traum"
6 Kügele: "Sonn'"
7 Kügele: "Erwacht"
8 Kügele: "aus dem"
9 Blech: "wetzt"; Kügele: "wetzt'"
10 Blech, Wintzer, Zemlinsky: "das Schnäbelchen"; Wallnöfer: "sein Schnäbelchen"
11 Wallnöfer: "denket"
12 Wallnöfer: "es"
13 Wallnöfer: "ist"
14 Blech: "so hungrig noch"
15 Wallnöfer: "doch"
16 Blech: "närrisch"


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  • ENG English (Emily Ezust) , "The Dream", copyright ©
  • FRE French (Français) (Guy Laffaille) , copyright © 2016, (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: 16
Word count: 90

The Dream
Language: English  after the German (Deutsch) 
There was a sweet little greenfinch
that dreamed all night in the moonlight:
It saw in the sky star upon star,
and every one was a millet seed.
And when it flew up into the sky,
the greenfinch pecked at the stars.
Peep -
how lovely it was in the dream!

And when the sun warmed the tree,
the little greenfinch awoke from its dream.
It opened and closed its beak
and said with astonishment to itself:
"I've been pecking the whole night
and yet I've woken up so hungry!
Ping -
That seems such a stupid thing to me!"


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This text was added to the website between May 1995 and September 2003.
Line count: 16
Word count: 100