mersiowsky - 4-30-2015 at 06:06 PM
(from Naundorf and Burk)
Translated by H. Melvin Summank
1. Oh dear girl white and red,
If you only were rich,
Yes, if you for me only were rich,
Then would I truly court you.
2. 'And if I am not rich for you,
'I am still white and red.
'Now I will go into a convent,
'And will be a child of God.'
3. And will you go into a convent,
Then I will go into the war,
I will go into the Swedish war,
Truly into the distant war.
4. Four weeks has not yet passed,
When the boy was close to boldness.
On all fours gathered the boy
Mounted himself from his horse.
5. O Smith, my Smith, my dear Smith,
Drape my steed,
Drape it for me not with iron,
Drape it for me with gold.
6. Three times he rode around the convent
And knocks on it
With his small little finger
With the golden little ring.
7. Hello, Hello, Doorman,
Is not my love here?
And if my love is all here
(Have) her come out to me.
8. The darling came out of the convent
In a white silk dress,
The hair she had divided
As she the love separated.
9. 'I have not sent for you,
'Have written you no letter.
'Was I previously not enough for you
'Then let me now alone.'
10. The dearest turned his horse around
And cried bloody tears.
And it was not half hour
Passed, that he died.
11. Then sang his sweetheart so loudly
That the whole convent echoed.
Then cried the sweetheart also loudly
The whole cemetery echoes.
12. This I say to you single boys
Court after no rich one
I once courted a rich one
Now I have no more.
13. This I say, to you single boys
O love is not as faithful
There is nothing worse in the world
As is true love.
14. It comes together, oh! so easy,
It separates itself so hard.
It weighs itself around on the world
Like feathers on the current.
15. Yet it melts away with the rain.
It drifts with the winds.
But the faithful love, oh:
It separates itself so hard.
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