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from Volkslieder (Folksongs)
Translation © by Salvador Pila

Es stehen drei Sterne am Himmel
Language: German (Deutsch) 
Our translations:  CAT DUT FRE
Es stehen drei Sterne am Himmel,
Die geben der Lieb ihren Schein.
Gott grüß euch, schönes Jungfräulein,
Jungfräulein, wo bind ich mein Rösselein hin.
 
Nimm du es, dein Rößlein, beim Zügel, beim Zaum,
Binds an den Feigenbaum.
Setz dich eine kleine Weil nieder,
Mach mir eine kleine Kurzweil.
 
Ich kann und mag nicht sitzen,
Mag auch nicht lustig sein.
Mein Herz ist mir betrübet,
Feinslieb von wegen dein.
 
Was zog er aus seiner Tasche,
ein Messer, war scharf und spitz.
Er stachs seiner Lieben durchs Herze,
daß's rote Blut gegen ihn spritzt.
 
Und da er es wieder heraußer zog,
Von Blut war es so rot.
Ach reicher Gott vom Himmel,
Wie bitter wird mir der Tod.
 
Was zog er ihr aber vom Finger,
Ein rotes Goldringelein,
Er warfs in fließend Wasser,
Es gab einen klaren Schein!
 
Schwimme hin, schwimme hin, Goldringelein,
Bis an die tiefe See!
Mein Feinslieb ist mir gestorben,
Jetzt hab ich kein Feinslieb mehr.
 
So geht's, wen ein Mädel zwei Knaben lieb hat,
Tut wunderselten gut.
Das haben wir beid erfahren,
Was falsche Liebe tut.

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Text Authorship:

  • from Volkslieder (Folksongs)  [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 Johannes Brahms (1833 - 1897), "Das Lied vom eifersüchtigen Knaben", WoO. posth. 38 no. 7 (1859-62) [ SSAA chorus ], from 20 Deutsche Volkslieder, no. 7 [sung text checked 1 time]
  • by (Philipp) Friedrich Silcher (1789 - 1860), "Untreue", op. 7 no. 5, published 1826 [ four-part men's chorus a cappella ], from Zwölf Volkslieder für vier Männerstimmen, erstes Heft, no. 5, Tübingen: Heinrich Laupp'sche Buchhandlung [sung text not yet checked]

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

  • CAT Catalan (Català) (Salvador Pila) , copyright © 2022, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
  • DUT Dutch (Nederlands) [singable] (Lau Kanen) , "Het lied van de jaloerse jongen", copyright © 2015, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
  • FRE French (Français) (Pierre Mathé) , "La chanson du garçon jaloux", copyright © 2011, (re)printed on this website with kind permission


Researcher for this page: Ferdinando Albeggiani

This text was added to the website: 2008-08-09
Line count: 32
Word count: 178

Al cel hi ha tres estrelles
Language: Catalan (Català)  after the German (Deutsch) 
Al cel hi ha tres estrelles
que donen la seva llum a l’amor.
Déu vos guard, bella donzella,
donzella, on puc lligar el meu cavall?

Agafa el teu cavall per la brida
i lliga’l a la figuera.
Seu aquí una estoneta
per divertir-te amb mi.

No puc ni vull seure
ni tampoc em vull divertir.
El meu cor està afligit
a causa de tu, bell amor.

El que tragué de la seva bossa
fou una navalla, afilada i punxeguda.
La clavà al cor de la seva estimada,
i la sang vermella l’esquitxà.

I quan la desclavà,
ell era tot vermell de sang.
Ai, Déu del cel tot poderós,
que dura em serà la mort.

El que es tragué del seu dit
fou un anell d’or vermell,
el llançà al corrent de les aigües,
i féu una clara lluïssor!

Neda ben lluny, neda ben lluny, anell d’or,
fins a les profunditats del mar!
El meu bell amor és mort,
ara no tinc cap bell amor.

Això és el que s’escau quan una donzella estima dos nois,
rarament acaba bé.
Ambdós hem arribat a saber
el que dóna un amor infidel.

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Translations of title(s):
"Das Lied vom eifersüchtigen Knaben" = "La cançó del noi gelós"
"Untreue" = "Infidelitat"


Text Authorship:

  • Translation from German (Deutsch) to Catalan (Català) copyright © 2022 by Salvador Pila, (re)printed on this website with kind permission. To reprint and distribute this author's work for concert programs, CD booklets, etc., you may ask the copyright-holder(s) directly or ask us; we are authorized to grant permission on their behalf. Please provide the translator's name when contacting us.
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This text was added to the website: 2022-02-06
Line count: 32
Word count: 189

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