by Johann Wolfgang von Goethe (1749 - 1832)
Translation © by Emily Ezust

Ihr verblühet, süße Rosen
Language: German (Deutsch) 
Available translation(s): CAT DUT ENG FRE SPA
Erwin
 Ihr verblühet, süße Rosen,
 Meine Liebe trug euch nicht;
 [Blühtet]1, ach! dem Hoffnungslosen,
 Dem der Gram die Seele bricht!

 [Jener Tage denk' ich  trauernd,
 Als ich, Engel, an dir hing,
 Auf das erste Knöspchen lauernd
 Früh zu meinem Garten ging;]2

 Alle Blüten, alle Früchte
 Noch zu deinen Füßen trug
 Und vor deinem Angesichte
 [Hoffnung in dem]3 Herzen schlug.

 Ihr verblühet, süße Rosen,
 Meine Liebe trug euch nicht;
 Blühtet, ach! dem Hoffnungslosen,
 Dem der Gram die Seele bricht.

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Confirmed with Goethe's Werke nach den vorzüglichsten Quellen revidirte Ausgabe, Dritter Theil, Gedichte, herausgegeben und mit Anmerkungen begleitet von Dr. Fr. Strehlke, Berlin, Gustav Hempel, 1868, pages 74-75.

1 Grieg: "Blühet"
2 Mendelssohn-Hensel rearranges and modifies these lines to:
 Der auf erste Knöspchen lauernd
 früh zu seinem Garten ging,
 ach der Tage denk ich trauernd,
 als ich Engel an dir hing.
3 Mendelssohn-Hensel: "Hoffnung mir im"

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

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

  • CAT Catalan (Català) (Salvador Pila) , copyright © 2015, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
  • DUT Dutch (Nederlands) [singable] (Lau Kanen) , copyright © 2017, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
  • ENG English (Emily Ezust) , "You are wilting, sweet roses", copyright ©
  • FRE French (Français) (Pierre Mathé) , copyright © 2009, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
  • SPA Spanish (Español) (Juan Henríquez Concepción) , "El tiempo de las rosas", copyright © 2008, (re)printed on this website with kind permission


Research team for this text: Emily Ezust [Administrator] , Lau Kanen [Guest Editor] , Sharon Krebs [Guest Editor]

Text added to the website between May 1995 and September 2003.
Last modified: 2017-03-11 20:49:45
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Word count: 78

You are wilting, sweet roses
Language: English  after the German (Deutsch) 
Erwin
 You are wilting, sweet roses -
 my love could not sustain you.
 Bloom for hopelessness then,
 for he whose soul is breaking from sorrow! 

 I think mournfully of those days
 when I hung on you, angel,
 waiting for your first little bud
 and going to my garden early;

 Every blossom, every fruit
 I carried to your feet;
 and before your countenance,
 hope throbbed in my heart.

 You are wilting, sweet roses -
 my love could not sustain you.
 Bloom for hopelessness then,
 for he whose soul is breaking from sorrow! 

Translation of title "Zur Rosenzeit" = "To the time of roses"
Translation of Fanny Mendelssohn's closing stanza:
Bloom for him who waits for your first bud,
going to his garden early;
alas, I think mournfully of those days
when I hung on you, my angel.

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  • Translation from German (Deutsch) to English copyright © by Emily Ezust

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Text added to the website between May 1995 and September 2003.
Last modified: 2015-04-16 15:10:42
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Word count: 91