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Die Winterreise No. 11. Spring Dreams (Frühlingstraum) I had a dream of bright flowersBursting forth in MayI had a dream of a grassy meadowWith the sound of endless birdsong When the cock crowedI awoke in my bedEveything was cold and dismalThe ravens croaked overhead Who drew those leafy flowersUpon the window pane?Why do you mock the dreamerWhose garden blooms in winter? I had a dream of a lovely maidenAnd of the love we sharedThere were sweet kisses in the dreamAnd many blissful caresses When the cock crowedI started from my dreamsNow I’m sitting aloneWith a memory of that dream My eyes are closing againOnce more my heart begins to throbWill the leaves ever turn green?Will I ever embrace my sweetheart?
Die Winterreise No. 11. Spring Dreams (Frühlingstraum)
ReplyDeleteI had a dream of bright flowers
Bursting forth in May
I had a dream of a grassy meadow
With the sound of endless birdsong
When the cock crowed
I awoke in my bed
Eveything was cold and dismal
The ravens croaked overhead
Who drew those leafy flowers
Upon the window pane?
Why do you mock the dreamer
Whose garden blooms in winter?
I had a dream of a lovely maiden
And of the love we shared
There were sweet kisses in the dream
And many blissful caresses
When the cock crowed
I started from my dreams
Now I’m sitting alone
With a memory of that dream
My eyes are closing again
Once more my heart begins to throb
Will the leaves ever turn green?
Will I ever embrace my sweetheart?