Gustav Mahler - Wo die schonen Trompeten blasen.Des Knaben Wunderhorn.Schwarzkopf & Fisher-Dieskau & Szell.London Symfony.1968 | Текст песни

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• Wo die schonen Trompeten blasen.Des Knaben Wunderhorn.Schwarzkopf & Fisher-Dieskau & Szell.London Symfony.1968

Who is then outside, and who is knocking,
Who can so softly, softly waken me?
It is your darling,
Arise and let me come in to you!

Why should I stand here any longer?
I see the dawn arrive,
The dawn, two bright stars,
With my darling would I gladly bee,
With my heart's most beloved!

The maiden arose and let him in;
She welcomed him as well:
Welcome, my beloved boy,
You have stood outside so long!

She reached to him her snow-white hand.
From afar a nightingale sang;
The maiden began to weep.

Oh, do not cry, my darling,
Next year you shall be my own!
My own shall you certainly be,
As no one else on earth is.
O Love on the green earth!

I go to war on the green heath,
The green heath that is so broad!
It is there where the beautiful trumpets blow,
There is my house of green grass!

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