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by Richard Smekal (1888 - 19??)

Schnitterspruch
Language: German (Deutsch) 
Ich mäh' den Grund von früh bis spat,
den goldigen Wiesengrund,
den roten Mohn und die dunkle Rad',
die grüne sommerjunge Saat,
und mäh' mir die Hände wund.
 
Jetzt kommt ein Feld Vergißmeinnicht,
mein scharfer Schnitt geht mitten drein,
Vergangenes soll vergessen sein.
Ich hör' nur, was die Stunde spricht,
und die mahnt stetig: Mäh' den weiten Grund
von früh bis spat
vielleicht wird dann dein Herz gesund,
wenn's nach der Arbeit Ruhe hat.

Text Authorship:

  • by Richard Smekal (1888 - 19??) [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 Egon Kornauth (1891 - 1959), "Schnitterspruch", op. 12 (Gesänge nach Richard Smekal) no. 2, published <<1917 [sung text checked 1 time]

Researcher for this page: Harry Joelson

This text was added to the website: 2007-08-15
Line count: 13
Word count: 74

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