Translation by Anonymous / Unidentified Author

Blumenlied
Language: German (Deutsch) 
Available translation(s): CAT DUT ENG FRE
Es ist ein halbes Himmelreich,
Wenn, Paradiesesblumen gleich,
Aus Klee die Blumen dringen;
Und wenn die Vögel silberhell
Im Garten hier, und dort am Quell,
Auf Blütenbäumen singen.

Doch holder blüht ein edles Weib,
Von Seele gut, und schön von Leib,
In frischer Jugendblüte.
Wir lassen alle Blumen stehn,
Das liebe Weibchen anzusehn,
Und freun uns ihrer Güte.

Confirmed with Gedichte von Ludewig Heinrich Christoph Hölty. Besorgt durch seine Freunde Friederich Leopold Grafen zu Stolberg und Johann Heinrich Voß. Carlsruhe, bey Christian Gottlieb Schmieder, 1784, page 152.

First published in this version edited by Voß. Hölty's original version, with the title Minnelied, is slightly different; see below.


Authorship

Musical settings (art songs, Lieder, mélodies, (etc.), choral pieces, and other vocal works set to this text), listed by composer (not necessarily exhaustive)

Set in a modified version by .

Settings in other languages, adaptations, or excerpts:

  • Also set in English, a translation by Anonymous/Unidentified Artist CAT DUT FRE ; composed by Robert Lucas Pearsall.

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

  • CAT Catalan (Català) (Salvador Pila) , "Cançó de les flors", copyright © 2015, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
  • DUT Dutch (Nederlands) [singable] (Lau Kanen) , "Bloemenlied", copyright © 2006, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
  • ENG English (Emily Ezust) , "Flower song", copyright ©
  • FRE French (Français) (Pierre Mathé) , copyright © 2009, (re)printed on this website with kind permission


Research team for this text: Emily Ezust [Administrator] , Peter Rastl [Guest Editor]

Text added to the website between May 1995 and September 2003.
Last modified: 2017-07-28 23:28:18
Line count: 12
Word count: 58

There is a paradise on earth
Language: English  after the German (Deutsch) 
There is a paradise on earth
When flow'rs, to hail the summer's birth
From tree and grass are springing;
When perfumes rise to scent the gale,
And birds, in ev'ry grove and vale,
To welcome it are singing

But fairer still, a lovely maid,
In all the charm of youth array'd,
No aid from art requiring;
All other flow'rs we cast aside,
And gaze with joy inspired pride,
Enraptur'd and admiring.

Authorship

Based on

Musical settings (art songs, Lieder, mélodies, (etc.), choral pieces, and other vocal works set to this text), listed by composer (not necessarily exhaustive)


Researcher for this text: Emily Ezust [Administrator]

Text added to the website: 2009-07-03 00:00:00
Last modified: 2018-12-25 09:57:25
Line count: 12
Word count: 71