by Gottfried Keller (1819 - 1890)
Translation © by Leonard J[ordan] Lehrman (b. 1949)

Singt mein Schatz wie ein Fink
Language: German (Deutsch) 
Available translation(s): DUT ENG FRE TUR
Singt mein Schatz wie ein Fink,
Sing ich Nachtigallensang;
Ist mein Liebster ein Luchs,
O so bin ich eine Schlang!

O ihr Jungfraun im Land,
[Vom Gebirg]1 und über See,
Überlaßt mir den Schönsten,
Sonst tut ihr mir weh!

Er soll sich unterwerfen
Zum Ruhm uns und Preis!
Und er soll sich nicht rühren,
Nicht laut und nicht leis!

O ihr teuren Gespielen,
Überlaßt mir den stolzen Mann!
Er soll sehn, wie die Liebe
Ein feurig Schwert werden kann!

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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)

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

  • ENG English (Leonard J[ordan] Lehrman) , title 1: "If my dear one sings like a finch", copyright © 1996, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
  • FRE French (Français) (Guy Laffaille) , title 1: "Salomé", copyright © 2010, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
  • TUR Turkish (Türkçe) (Gül Sabar) , title 1: "Sevgilim ispinoz kuşu gibi şakıdığı zaman", copyright © 2013, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
  • DUT Dutch (Nederlands) [singable] (Lau Kanen) , copyright © 2015, (re)printed on this website with kind permission


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Text added to the website between May 1995 and September 2003.
Last modified: 2014-06-16 10:01:36
Line count: 16
Word count: 79

If my dear one sings like a finch
Language: English  after the German (Deutsch) 
If my dear one sings like a finch,
I sing a nightingale's song.
If my lover's a fox, 
I'm a snake!

O ye virgins in the country,
From the mountains and across the sea,
If you don't want to hurt me
Leave the most beautiful man to me!

He shall give himself up
to us for fame and fortune
And not worry,
neither loudly nor softly!

O dear playmates, 
leave the proud man to me!
He shall see how love
can be a fiery sword!

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Researcher for this text: Emily Ezust [Administrator]

Text added to the website between May 1995 and September 2003.
Last modified: 2017-02-09 21:33:53
Line count: 16
Word count: 85