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Wenn Vöglein ihre Nester bauen, Wenn an den Bäumen sproßt das Laub Und auf den reichbeblümten Auen Glänzt Morgenthau und Blüthenstaub, Dann klingt's auf Erden weit und breit: Grüß Gott, du schöne Frühlingszeit! Aus blauem Duft die Berge grüßen, Darüber hin ein Wölkchen schwebt, Der dunkle Wald zu ihren Füßen Wie betend seine Häupter hebt; Die Amsel ruft, der Kuckuck schreit: Grüß Gott, du schöne Frühlingszeit! Die Sonne bricht aus goldnen Thoren, Durch junges Laub die Winde wehn; Mein Herz fühlt sich wie neugeboren, Will sich die grüne Welt besehn: So fahret aus denn, Gram und Leid! Grüß Gott, du schöne Frühlingszeit!
Confirmed with Gedichte von Franz Wisbacher, München: Druck und Verlag der "Neuesten Nachrichten", 1882, page 5.
Text Authorship:
- by Franz Wisbacher (1849 - 1912), "Frühlingslied" [author's text checked 1 time 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 (Friedrich) Oskar Wermann (1840 - 1906), "Frühlingslied", op. 48 (Acht Duette für zwei Singstimmen mit Pianoforte), Heft 1 no. 1, published 1889 [ vocal duet with piano ], Leipzig: Kahnt Nachfolger [sung text not yet checked]
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- ENG English (Sharon Krebs) , "Spring song", copyright © 2026, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
Researcher for this page: Sharon Krebs [Senior Associate Editor]
This text was added to the website: 2025-10-22
Line count: 18
Word count: 102
When the birdlets build their nests, When the leaves burgeon on the trees And morning dew and pollen Sparkle upon the richly flowered meadows, Then far and wide upon the earth there sounds: God greet you, you lovely springtime! The mountains greet [us] from out of the blue scent, A cloudlet hovers above [them], The dark forest at their feet Lifts its tree-tops as if in prayer; The blackbird calls, the cuckoo cries: God greet you, you lovely springtime! The sun breaks forth from its golden gates, The winds blow through the young foliage; My heart feels as if new-born, It wishes to look upon the green world: Leave me then, grief and sorrow! God greet you, you lovely springtime!
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Based on:
- a text in German (Deutsch) by Franz Wisbacher (1849 - 1912), "Frühlingslied"
This text was added to the website: 2026-04-04
Line count: 18
Word count: 120