by
Anton Lindner (1874 - 1915)
Hochzeitlich Lied
Language: German (Deutsch)
Available translation(s): CAT ENG FRE
Laß Akaziendüfte schaukeln,
Rosen durch die Fenster gaukeln,
Blütenfee, das bist nun du!
Deine buchenroten Locken
läuten mir wie Märchenglocken,
und die weiten Täler locken. . .
Komm, mein Kind, wir gehn zur Ruh!
In das Land der blassen Farben
ziehn wir ein, und Purpurgarben
fächeln stille Flammen zu.
Horch, schon zittern weiche Lieder,
Mond enthüllt sein Schneegefieder,
fieberheiß die reifen Glieder,
ziehn wir, Hand in Hand, zur Ruh.
Leise Scham, so schüchtern gleitend,
lichte Rosenflügel spreitend,
deckt die Äuglein, deckt dich zu.
Klingt's im Park von Zymbeln, Zinken,
will durchs Fenster Venus winken,
müssen Band und Seide sinken,
komm, mein Kind, wir ziehn zur Ruh.
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- CAT Catalan (Català) (Salvador Pila) , "Cançó de noces", copyright © 2019, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
- ENG English (Emily Ezust) , "Wedding song", copyright ©
- FRE French (Français) (Guy Laffaille) , "Chant de noces", copyright © 2013, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
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Word count: 106
Cançó de noces
Language: Catalan (Català)  after the German (Deutsch)
Fes balancejar la flaire de les acàcies
i voletejar les roses a la finestra,
tu ets ara la fada de les flors!
Els teus rínxols vermells com els faigs
repiquen per a mi com campanes de faula,
i les àmplies valls encativen....
Vine, nena, anem al llit!
Anirem al país dels colors esblaimats
i garbes purpúries ventaran
les flames silents.
Escolta, ja vibren els tendres cants,
la lluna desplega les seves nívies ales,
febrilment, els membres engelabrits,
agafats de la mà, anirem al llit.
Un lleuger pudor, esquitllant-se tímidament,
estenent suaument les seves ales roses,
cobreix els teus ulls i et resguarda.
Címbals i cornetes ressonen al parc
i Venus fa senyals per la finestra,
hem de deixar caure cintes i sedes,
vine, nena, anem al llit.
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Word count: 127