List of German ballads
This list of German ballads is intended to help you find articles on known ballads . For this reason, the beginnings of the poems or some of the refrains are included - as far as they can be found.
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A.
- A man with a ribbon, / The knight Hardiknut, / Left the city and came to the country / How often the townspeople do.
- Actaeon felled in the dark grove / The noble game, / Then saw a mild glow / The forest flood he illuminated.
- Suddenly the messenger was among them, / thrown into the boiling over / of the wedding feast like a new addition.
- Twelve judges drove through the storm. / Her boat lost sails and rudder. / They peered all around for land. / The sea remained without any answer.
- The year is going by / The thread is unwinding. / Another hour, the last one today, / And dusting trickles into his grave, / What was once living time.
- I stand on a high balcony by the tower, / Surrounded by the screaming starling, / And let the storm like a maenad / Dig my fluttering hair;
- A lovely violet you bloomed hidden / In childlike seclusion / In your life harmlessly quiet morning / Unconscious of your kindness.
- When the innkeeper of Passeier Innsbruck took a storm, / The students, for a celebration, come with the violins at noon,
- The night folds its pale hands high over Russia's corpse desert; / sparkling through the white, wide, / cold silence stares the night and listens. / There is a shrill chime.
- During the day there was a prophetic star in the east. / The demon's wings rustled around Apollo's forehead.
- I wore it for seven years / and I can no longer wear it / wherever the world has been most beautiful / it was boring and empty.
- In the middle of the snow of the north, / Far in the south, from the night, / In the order of the Annunciations / Reicher master costume:
- Now the blackberry hedges turn green; / Here is a violet - what a party! / The blackbird looks for dry sticks, / And the chaffinch also builds its nest.
- A noble servant had come out from Köllen / for a message / Engelbrecht held his father prisoner for him / the bishop.
B.
- And children grow up with deep eyes, / Those who know nothing, grow up and die, / And all people go their own way.
- Love asked love: "Say why are you crying?" / Whispered love to love: "Today is no longer the same as it used to be!"
- Like every day through the twenty years / that he serves in his office / he gets up, runs his fingers through his hair, / coffee warms up on the rechaud
- The child lay with feverish cheeks / the day rose gold sank into the leaves. / The window was full of wild wine / A strange youth looked in.
- Was once a minstrel in merry Vienna / his name was Augustin, and wherever he appeared / people laughed and were very happy. / Wasn't anyone as funny as he was.
- Your own horse, entangled with your own rope / You tied it back to back to your horse / That swooped wildly over home soil / Rushed into the darkening evening.
- Of course the wheel keeps turning / that what is on top does not stay on top. / But for the water below that unfortunately means / Only: That the bike will keep drifting forever.
- Sick by the sun and eaten away by the rain / Stolen laurel in his disheveled hair / Has he forgotten all his youth, just not their dreams / Long the roof, never the sky that was above.
- Great from brandy and darkness / from unheard-of showers wet / torn by the frost of ice-white night / in the masthead, pale faces
- With the calico skirt and the yellow cloth / And the eyes of the black lakes / Without money and talent and yet with enough / Of the black hair that she wore open / Up to the blacker toes:
- The old Barbarossa, / The Emperor Friedrich, / In the underground castle / Holds he is enchanted.
- Midnight was drawing nearer; / Babylon lay in silent rest.
- Up on the rugged stone / Smokes in ruins Autafort, / And the lord of the castle stands tied up / In front of the king's tents there:
- Prince Bertarit hosts Verona's beggars / With wheat bread and cake and fine grape juice. / Everyone who covers himself with rags is prayed, / Who, asking for the bridges of the Adige, stretches his right hand.
- The emperor sits on a golden throne, / in a purple dress with a golden crown. / The glow of gold and jewels rests sparkling on silk pillows.
- Bluebeard was a rich man, / had house and yard and garden, / feasted, drank, played cards, / lived like a tartarchan.
- The armies stopped at the Rhine: / Should one go into France? / One thought now and then; / only old Blücher said:
- It blew around Brienne / straight as on the threshing floor! / Napoleon held us to the rod: / That took Father Blücher too long.
- The count comes home from the festival, / Then his servant wants to pass him. / "Holla, where did you come from? Say! / Where is your train going, my servant? "
- How Queen Marie trembled, / When late through the secret gate / With unbent head and knees / Count Bothwell entered her room!
- A young girl came to Baden / Brigitte B. was her name / found a job there in a shop / where she was well-marked.
- Mr. Werner von Schulenburg zu Gartz in the Pomeranian region grunted: / "Willing to bend the stiff neck of the stubborn peasant gang!"
C.
- Chidher, the forever young, said: / I drove past a town / A man in the garden broke fruit; / I asked how long has the city been here?
- Those floating in veils and consecrated, / An ash-blonde candle, glowed: / Her eyes bloomed clear and pious, / Her hands grasped darkness
- We dead, we dead are greater armies / than you on earth, than you on the sea!
D.
The …
- Blind from old age, Bede nevertheless continued / Preaching the new good news.
- The bricklayer comes out fresh to break you down; / there it is to me, you old house, / as if I heard you speak:
- Berlin-Cölln was the name of the city / And it made a lot of noise / A musician once lived there / In fabulous times.
- Over the Knüppeldamm through the bones field / by the desolate church drive past / seven farmers at night with drunken screams, / clap with whips and clatter in their pockets with money,
- We do not know where the blessed heaven is, / And not where the gray throat of hell, / Whether the cloud also trembles in the light, / Whether the mouth of Vulcan is boiling and smoking;
- Are the nights so humid in April? / Or is virgin blood so boiling? / She closes her eyelashes, she lies so still, / And listens to the pounding tide of the heart.
- A skipper drove across the lake / you will certainly not know her; / but that she does not stand nameless before you ': / so I will call her Bionda.
- He stands in bitter agony at her psyche, / he must see the young bosom panting - / he is a doctor. He knows his husband / wife turns pale as soon as the morning showers blow.
- The young lord of Edenhall / lets the sound of the celebratory trumpet rumble / He lifts himself up on the shelf of the table / And calls out to drunken guests: / "Now here with the happiness of Edenhall!"
- Lisp at night at the Busento / dull songs at Cosenza; / Answer echoes from the waters, / and in eddies it sounds again!
- At the time when the ears were cut / A knight was riding in the pastures / With a sparrowhawk and two dogs. / They soon found a game
- O! Douglas, Douglas, proud and loyal. / John Home "Count Douglas, press the helmet into your hair, / Belt around your light blue sword,
- Dark, dark in the moor / Night over the heather / Only the trickling pipe / Next to the mill watches,
- Mrs. Nurse, Mrs. Nurse, the child is awake! / But she lies quietly in her sleep. / The birds chirp, the sun laughs, / The sheep graze on the hill.
- The charcoal burner is drunk / And sings in the forest; / Hear how the voice growls / echoes in the green!
- It went astray in the forest / A king's daughter / She cries aloud because it resounded / Deep into the forest.
- "Here about this Franconian man whom we lead to you, / Mr. King Thorstein, listen to us and speak the verdict you. / ..."
- A blacksmith had a little daughter / that couldn't be more beautiful or finer. / One day Hans came, / a fellow as there may be:
- Once upon a time there was a poor child / It was blind in both eyes / blind in both eyes;
- The song of the good man sounds high, / Like the sound of an organ and the sound of a bell. / Whoever can boast of high spirits / He is not worth gold, singing is worthwhile.
- Firmly bricked in the earth / Stands the form, burned from clay. / Today the bell has to be. / Newcomers, be at hand.
- A little maiden trudges on the Lützelalp, / nimble and free and clean every half. / Bar the head, feet and calves bare / And the little arms packed with the mail.
- Castle Niedeck is well-known in Alsace from legend, / the height where the castle of the giants once stood; / it itself has now fallen into disrepair, the place is desolate and empty, / you ask about the giants, you can no longer find them.
- A little ship gently pulls its tracks along the river; / Those who wander in are silent, / because no one knows the other.
- Have you seen the castle / The high castle by the sea? / Golden and rosy wafts / The clouds over there.
- King Erich probably moved up and down, / he came across a mighty barrow.
- A gray day dawns through brightly painted windows. / The mayor of Prague is leaning against the table, pondering heavily.
- My dear brother, when do we build a raft / and go down the sky? / My dear brother; soon the freight will be too big / and we'll go under
- We hear it often and in the end we certainly believe it, / The human heart is eternally unfathomable, / And however one turns back and forth, / So be the Christian as the heathen sinful.
- The gloomy legend goes about a cursed village: the houses are in ruins; / the bells cracked;
- A young man who was passionately thirsty for knowledge / drove to Saïs in Egypt, the priest / to learn secret wisdom had / had already passed through many degrees with a quick mind;
- All clocks were stopped. / No more day! was the watchword
- At Andernach am Rheine / lies a deep sea; / There is no quieter than them / Under the sky above.
- The miracle in the cornfield, August Kopisch
- The servant rides in the back, the knight in front, / All around them the blooming grain billows ... / And as Mr. Attich looks down, / There lies a lovely child in the way / vaulted with flowers, they are dewed, / and he plays with the curls Wind.
Of the …
- Don't you want to tend the lamb? / Little lamb is so pious and gentle, / feeds on the flowers of the grass / Playing by the brook Ranft.
- We have a bed, we have a child, / my wife! / We also have work, and even for two, / and have the sun and rain and wind.
- I am poor Kunrad / and come from near and far, / from Hartematt and Hungerrain / with a spit and a morning star.
- Mr. Valentin went out in the evening / to the card table in the red dragon. / A good friend rushes into the house / to play another game with the young woman;
- Shoot three thalers for my dog! / So the weather hits me right in the ground! / What do the gentlemen think of the police? / What's the trouble now?
- Across Europe from west to east / the railway melody shakes and rattles. / Is it a matter of tasting bliss faster? / Does he arrive too late at the heavenly logis?
- There is a black ghost in the moor; / That towers over bushes and trees. / It stands tall and stiff and mute; / Looks around lurking in circles.
- In Kriebeln there used to be a lot of fire, / but once a little man comes with a red cap
- Golden people, silver people! / If a rascal speaks of a Thoman, / Is it only about silver, / Is meant a silver thoman.
- I am wandering alone in a desolate valley, / Staring around by cliff limestone, by dark pines; / There was not a sound to be heard in the high mountains, / Silently the night wrestled with the last rays of the sun.
- Count Eulenfels was rich in gold, / but poor in joie de vivre, / just as the eagle owl growls lonely, / one saw him avoid people.
- High judgment is held at boars / over life and blood; / Twelve chairs are prepared / Good for the twelve scoops.
- Do you see the red cap at the little window / there again? / It doesn't have to be uneasy / For it is already going up and down.
- The water rushed, the water swelled, / A fisherman sat by it, / Looked calmly at the fishing rod, / Cool to the heart.
- What are the streets running up and down / the fathers that fear mothers? / “The sunshine was already falling, / the night is already graying in from the mountains; / where are the children staying for so long? "
- In the west a pale line swims, / The evening star lights up / degrees above St. George at the gate; / The haze breathes heavily from the nearby moors.
- A pious servant was Fridolin, / And in the fear of the Lord / Submission to the mistress, / The Countess of Savern.
- Father and child died / rest deep in the grave / the mother has acquired / since then a different love.
- Now be quiet! - You on the clap! / You left to the split tree! / And here the lazy ripper likes / Lie down on the edge of the cliff:
- Once a little church beyond compare, / Another stone of his is there, / Gmünd built for the song-rich / Saint Cecilia.
- "Eia Christmas! Eia Christmas! ”/ Sounds the boys' psalm in the cathedral choir. / Emperor Otto listens to Mette / servant behind him with donations and gifts.
- Was once a bell founder / In Breslau in the city, / An honorable master, / Skilled in advice and action.
- In the undergrowth, where heather and bullock herbs are densely packed, / the gnome lies and strokes his beard, / as a prince of the bearskins;
- Mahadöh, the Lord of the earth, / Comes down for the sixth time / That he should become like us, / To sympathize with joy and torment.
- Below endless nothing but water, / Above the sky, still and wide, / Only the pale land of the gods, / Lay in the solitude of the sea,
- At Aachen, in his imperial splendor, / In the ancient hall, / Sat King Rudolf's holy power / At the festive coronation meal.
- That was the Count of Thal, / So rode on the rock face; / That was his real husband / Who stood behind the stone.
- Look, there stands the great Hecker, / a feather on his hat, / look, there stands the people awakening, / panting for the blood of tyrants!
- I had a comrade / you won't find a better one. / The drum beat to the quarrel / He walked by my side / With the same step and step.
- In front of his lion garden / waiting for the fighting game / sat King Franz, count pastime and hourly comrade
- The Loreley, known as fairy and rocks, / is that spot on the Rhine, not far from Bingen, / where boatmen with twisted necks, / gushing about blond hair, used to go under.
- The boy dreams that he will be sent away / With thirty talers to the heath place / He was slain on the way / And yet he was not slow and sluggish.
- Saint Felix fled from the enemy; / but they followed his fleeting steps. / The pursuers were already close to him, / but nowhere was there a refuge / than the cave of the rock, which was easily discovered.
- Two wicked fellows / sneaked into the chapel: / in jugs, in golden, consecrated ones, / stood the holy wine there.
- Tunkomar and Teutelinde, / What an affectionate young couple. / He leisurely, she swiftly; / Fury her, he dromedary.
- I move freely through villages and towns, / I move freely from house to house, / And to announce my office: / I think I will sow the heroes / For future battles.
- I want to tell you a fairy tale, purringly: / There was once an emperor; the emperor was curious; / There was also once an abbot, a very handsome gentleman; / Just a shame! his shepherd was smarter than he was.
- What are the people running, what is rolling there / The long streets roaring away? / Will Rhodus fall under fire? / It gathers in the storm
- Oh dreadful to walk over the moor, / When it is teeming with heather smoke, / The fumes turn like phantoms / And the tendril crochets on the bush,
- There was once a king in Thule, / Gar loyal to the grave, / To whom his lover / gave a golden cup as he died.
- The old, gray king sits / On his fathers' thrones; / His cloak shines like the red of the sunset, / Like the setting sun the crown.
- The old Fritz Leibkutscher is said to be made of stone / at Potsdamm on the stable - / there he drives along / as if he were alive:
- They followed terribly; Throwing their colorful death / from afar at him while he / lost fled, nothing more than: threatened. / The distance from his fathers no longer seemed
- In a hurry wanders into the forest / A young lady, graceful in shape.
- A young monk from the Heisterbach / Lust wanders to the most distant place in the garden. / He meditates on eternity quietly and deeply, / And in doing so searches God's holy word.
- Go to Pisa in the monastery garden / A gloomy monk, where flower stands by flower. / His face is pale with long grief, / You don't know who he was, where he came from.
- At Würzburg there is a gray tower / far away from lusty Maine, / the worm pecks in its beams, / the moss gnaws on the stone.
- The Wartburg rests in the dark, / the mountain forest groans in the storm, / only the twinkle of a light / glows faintly in the woman's tower;
- What rolls so delicately, sounds so dearly up and down stairs in the castle? This is the Count's pastime and hourly companion
- The sound of the harp sounds! / There stands the wild waterfall / Floats around with foam and waves / Den Nöck in the rainbow.
- Recently in Lebanon in a monastery, / In it I stopped for a short journey, / Walking slowly through the cool halls, / I stopped in front of an old picture, / Well kept in my own chapel.
- It's night and storms are raging for and for, / Hispanic monks, shut my door!
- The May night was lovely, / Little silver wolves flew, / Whether the lovely spring splendor / Joyfully drawn.
- Praise with many beautiful speeches / Your countries value and number, / Many German princes / Once at Worms sat in the Kaisersaal.
- The rider rides through the bright valley, / on the snowfield the sun shimmers.
- He stood on his battlements roof, / He looked with happy senses / On the ruled Samos.
- “What do I hear outside the gate, / What is ringing on the bridge? / Let the singing echo in our ears / in the hall! "
- In the high hall sat King Sifrid: / "Your harper, who knows the most beautiful song for me?" / And a young man stepped nimbly from the crowd, / the harp in his hand, the sword on his loin:
- Carry me outside the tent with my ottoman! / I want to see him myself! - Today the caravan came / From Africa, you say, and with it the rumor?
- Arm on the bag, sick in the heart, / I drag my long days. / Poverty is the greatest plague, / Wealth is the greatest good!
- In a moonlit pond shine / Lies brooding like a water dragon / The castle with its jagged wreath, / With pinnacle moss and shed roof.
- Master Olaf, the blacksmith on Heligoland, / was still standing in front of the anvil at midnight; / the wind howled loudly on the seashore, / then there was a powerful knock on his door.
- In Krippstedt a tailor's boy / The mayor once pointed his tongue: / It was one thousand seven hundred in the year. / The mayor is very surprised
- Pentecost was the feast of joy, / That is what the woods and heath celebrate. / Hub of the king to speak: / "Also from the halls / All of the old Hofburg / Should a rich spring break!"
- Tremble the world, I am the plague, / I come to every country / and hold a great festival for myself, / my gaze is fever, fire-proof / and my clothes are black.
- It goes with a muffled drum sound; / How far is the place! the way how long! / O he would be quiet and all over! / I think it'll break my heart in two!
- He lay in the tightly curtained room / Where the gray sunbeam broke / On his bed of pain / The old sick general.
- When I was once sitting in a garden near Salamanca / early in the morning / and at the stroke of the nightingales / busily read in Homerus:
- Who dares, Rittersmann or Knapp, / To dive into this gullet? / I throw down a golden cup / the black mouth has already devoured it.
- between the lines / to see / from the window of the / moving train / how the day chases the night / up the slope and / throws its spring light onto the river bed
- Bognermeister Kasper is tormented by an angry woman / Soon she pinches him full of cunning, soon she blues his back / and does it very precisely.
- At midnight, in Habsburg's old walls / a veiled man walks, puzzling to see! / You see him walking, linger now, and lurk - / then lift his foot and walk on.
- The anger is steaming, the dysentery is boiling, / In the sharp east the stalks whistle, / It gently trots through the hallway, / It appears like streaks of fog,
- At Cape Misenum a princely house / made of laurel tops beckons to the coast of the sea / with colonnades, mosaics, busts, / and every ostentatious device for feasts and feasts.
- It was in Avignon at the carnival / That a murderer stole himself in the dance / And that the plague got lost in the dance / With a sloppy mummery.
- Pastor, come! Your dinner table / Was excellent and the beer is fresh / And enough to add a few more puffs of smoke! - / Thanks, I'm already on fire! According to an old custom
- The tower keeper, who looks on in the middle of the night / looking down at the graves in Lage; / The moon has brought everything into light: / The churchyard, it lies like daytime.
- The boy creeps to the grave of the loved ones: / His heart is so anxious and heavy. / Then the dark night falls down, / and pale spirits wander about.
- When this victory march resounds in my ear, / I hardly hold back the tears by force.
- On beautiful summer days, when the air is warm, / The forests are green with merry, the gardens are blooming, / A hero of a proud kind rode out of Stuttgart's gates, / Count Eberhard der Greiner, the old bushy beard.
- A [boy] 1 was cheeky enough / Had only come from France / He had hugged a poor maidel young / Often times;
- The Lord, when he was still walking on earth, / once came to a crossroads with Saint Peter / and, unknown of the country / which he was roaming through, asked a farmhand / who was lazy, stretched out where the rain was split / in the shadow of a pear tree:
- Did the old sorcerer / go away after all! / And now his spirits / shall also live according to my will.
- The magician's maid sat in her room made of glass; / she spun by the bright candlelight / and sang into it as bright as a bell.
Of …
- The end of Brunswick , Lulu von Strauss and Torney
- The pastor's daughter from Taubenhain , Gottfried August Bürger
- In the garden of the pastor of Taubenhain / If it goes wrong at night in the arbor. / It whispers and moans so fearfully; / There it rattles, it flutters and rests, / Like a pigeon against a falcon.
- In the old days there was a castle, so high and noble, / It shines far across the land to the blue sea, / And around the fragrant gardens a flower-rich wreath, / Inside sprang fresh fountains with a rainbow glow.
- Get up, get up! There is a knock on the house - / “Tip, tip!” - Who can that be? / The old ferryman goes out, / “Tip, tip!” - Who might that be?
- It stands in the forest, in the deep forest / The Woiewoden's house; / Icicles hang cold on the roof / And snow covers the ground.
Deu - Dec
- Like a winter thunderstorm a rolling hall, / Shot to pieces the mud wall of Bethlehem's stable.
The …
- Unheard of, / On Lombok people were outraged, / On the island of Lombok the Balinese / They were dissatisfied with Mynheer.
- DEAR AUDIENCE / don't knock us over / if we report silly things / because the silliest stories / god makes personal
- Spring breezes lisped in the grove, / And a wolf in the silver moonlight, / Excited by lyrical feelings, / Stroke to rummage in his innermost being,
- It's true: nothing works as quickly as poison! / Man, no matter how minor, / is at hand early on when it comes to the vices of this world / and incredibly docile.
- The ballad by the drainage layer Fredi Rohsmeisl from Buckow , Wolf Biermann
- The ballad of the Goslarer Jäger , Georg von der Vring
- The ballad of the black cloud , Günter Grass
- The limited woman , Annette von Droste-Hülshoff
- A shopkeeper had a wife, / She was almost too gentle and mild for him, / Her hair too light, her eyes too blue, / At the same time her gaze was like the moon shield;
- May on the trees, bouquets in the Hag. / After the forge, Janko rides early in the day. / Flurry of blossoms blesses its journey, / Lilies have mane, tail and beard on the horse,
- Moved to Corinthus from Athens / came a young man, still unknown there. / He hopes a citizen has weighed himself; / Both fathers were related guests,
- Luck, luck, you gold fruit behind the bars! / The barrier is falling and you are no longer tempting.
- "When will the three of us meet again?" / "Around the seventh hour, on the Brückendamm." / "At the Mttelpfeiler." / "I will extinguish the flame."
- Sneaked to Dionys the Tirann / Möros, the dagger in his robe, / The henchmen beat him in ties.
- They rode along in the sunburn, / the rusty spear in their working hand, / and as they rode silently and quietly, / a bell cried in the valley, bright and shrill. / Then the captain said: "Dominatrix, / the last hour of your monastery is here!"
- Three horsemen after a lost battle / How they ride so gently, so gently! / Blood gushes from deep wounds / The horse feels the warm tide.
- In pouring rain in the bivouac / camped three tired recruits. / They put their heads on the sackcloth / And pulled their necks into their robes
- There are three old maids sitting in the tower, / They sing and spin by night and storm. / The first daringly turns the spindle / That the ribbons flutter, the Kunkel blows.
- I found three gypsies once / Lying on a pasture / When my wagon was in weary agony / Crept through sandy heather.
- A poor girl sat by a river that shot with a rush; / from their blue eyes / many tears flowed into the grass.
- The spouses , Marie Luise Kaschnitz
- The kidnapping, or knight Karl von Eichenhorst and Fraulein Gertrude von Hochburg , Gottfried August Bürger
- "Almost, saddle me my Danish horse, / That I may get some rest! / It is getting too tight for me in the castle; / I want to and must go! "- / So the knight Karl called in haste, / Full of fear and suspicion, special rest.
- »A loadis strawberry year, of course, gel! / On Benno's day, the frost wiped it off! «/ She spoke to me and smiled at it / with a withered mouth and water-blue eyes, / as harmless as a child, the skinny old woman.
- A cute girl, a young blood / a farmer chose himself to be his wife, / but she was good for a soldier / and once asked her old man cleverly / he should go into the hay.
- In King Sumblus halls joy game, removed / there were the warriors and noble sword much, / the king adorned in crown with gemstone; / with him the beautiful daughter in bridal jewelry is seen.
- The women of Nidden stood on the beach / The brown hand over peeking eyes, / And the boats approached in wild haste, / Black pennants flew licking on the mast.
- The lightning flashes wildly. A tower stands in a pale light / The thunder rolls. A rider fights with his horse / jumps off and knocks on the gate and makes a noise. His coat whizzes / in the wind. He holds the shy fox by the reins.
- A Canadian who still did not know Europens / whitewashed politeness / and a heart as God gave it to him / still free from culture, felt in his bosom, / brought what he with the bow sinew / far in Quebek's over-traveled forests / on the Hunt prey for sale.
- What comes down from the mountain late at midnight / with torches so splendidly? / Is it still possible to dance or celebrate? / The songs sound so lively to me.
- His young lady was stolen from him / he looks for it in morning and evening / he looks for it in sunshine and moonlight / trotting on a shiny horse.
- The righteous , Christa Reinig
- The Hadamar bell , Börries von Münchhausen
- The bells at Speyer , Maximilian von Oer
- At Speyer in the last little house, / there lies an old man in agony, / his dress is bad, his bed is hard, / many tears run down his beard.
- They had moved across the sea, / Their desire was for happiness and gold, / Three wild fellows, brown from the weather, / And they knew each other well and were friends.
- Since you are still ruling the beautiful world, / By the joy of a light lead tape / Blessed families still led, / Beautiful beings from the land of fables!
- Outside Schleswig at the gate / poor people live a lot. / Oh! the enemy of fierce horde / become the first target.
- Two grenadiers went to France, / They were captured in Russia. / And when they came to the German quarters / They hung their heads.
- I traveled through the vast Ungerland: / My heart found its joy / When village and bush and tree disappeared / On a quiet heather.
- How easy it was in Cologne before / With Heinzelmännchen! / Because if you were lazy ... you lay down / on the bench and cared for yourself:
- At night through the quiet lap / The rush of the Rhine / A little ship basically pulled, / A knight stood on it.
- Often at the fountain when it dawns / you see them standing enchanted / draw water when it dawns. / Going up and down the bucket.
- In the green, draped, fragrant room / The young mother lies on white pillows; / How burns your forehead! she lifts her eye weakly / To the farmer, where the nightingale feeds
- “King Erich, put your fist on the withers! / Let the stallion dance in the grass. / Forget the old brotherly quarrel / We'll drink from a glass. "
- Listen - the bells are crying dully, / And the pointer has finished its course, / Well, so be it! - Well, in God's name! / Grave companions head to the place of execution.
- The children of this world , Marie Luise Kaschnitz
- About poor Jakob and the sick Lise , Georg Herwegh
- Old Jakob died tonight / So early in the morning they made six boards for him / And in there they stashed the treasure.
- To the battle of chariots and chants, / Who happily unites the tribes of the Greeks on the Corinthus Strait, / Drew Ibycus, the friend of the gods.
- Frau Magdalis weeps for her last piece of bread; / She couldn't eat it because of her grief. / Ah, widows often grieve greater need, / than happy people judge.
- When spring came and the sea was blue / She never found rest -
- Strange things are told about the Zobtenberge; When one counted one thousand and five hundred and seventy, On Sunday Quasimodo, Johannes Beer from Schweidnitz, a simple, pious man, strolled up.
- This is the fairy tale of the knight Manuel / who at the behest of the strange magician / bent his head into a magic bowl.
- Like here on monkeys, parrots, / on cockatoos and ravens / gentlemen and ladies in general / feast your lazy little effort:
- Mr. Irrwing rides at night through the valley of the mill, / A ray of light follows him and a breath of cool wind. / Herr Irrwing thinks: that is the light of the moon; / It breathes hollow: “The moonbeam doesn't speak!” / The mill stands still.
- Klingkling, bumbum and tschingdada, / Does the Persian Shah pull in triumph? / And roaring around the corner breaks / Like tubaton of the Last Judgment, / In front of the bell bearer.
- Amid joyful melodies / Is the young Lenz awakened. / See how happy his eyes laugh at the imagination / New lust!
- It loves somewhere in French-speaking Switzerland / A beautiful young knight / A girl who fled the world / Troz Klosterthor and grid;
- It waits on soft purple velvet / the youngest slave of her master, / and beneath a dark brow / her eye flames like a mad star.
- The servant stabbed the noble master, / The servant would like to be a knight himself.
- Once the nine came crying / To the song god. / "Listen, Papa, called the little one, / How we are threatened!"
- Blasting riders and fluttering blossoms / One ahead with parted curls - / Is it spring on a winged racer?
- A vintner who was dying / called his children and said: / "There is treasure in our vineyard / just dig for it!" - "In which place?"
- No tear in the gloomy eye / You sit at the loom and bar your teeth: / Germany, we weave your shroud, / We weave the threefold curse into it - / We weave, we weave!
- “Good morning, young miller girl! / Today the air is blowing beautifully? "/" Let it blow from morning and evening, / To turn my empty mill! "
- Was once a servant, the son of a widow, / He had done badly. / Then said his master: "You get your wages, / Tomorrow you have to hang."
- Somewhere along the way she laughed, and her bright eyes shine! / And the young man leaves his lovely sweetheart / has set out for the witch.
- The beetle pounds gently in the rotten shrine, / The moon stands over the pines. / Jesus Maria, where can she be! / My fear wants to direct me there.
- Harun said to his children Assur, Assad, Scheherban: “Sons, will you complete what I began with bold courage? Ever since I ascended the throne of Baghdad, I have been surrounded by enemies! How do you fix rulership? How do you defend my life? "
- Sitting leisurely in the workshop / Master Nikolas had a morning drink / The young housewife poured it for him / It was in the clear sunshine. - / The sun brings it out.
- The moon went down - now it's time. - / The bridegroom gets off his horse, / He has been freeing for so long - / Then the castle opens,
- Hope! you will still experience / that spring will return. / All the trees hope, / Those of the autumn wind devastate,
- "Take the world!" Cried Zeus from his heights to the people. “Take it, let it be yours! / I give them to you as an inheritance and an eternal fief - / But share them in a brotherly way! "
- Wash yourself, my sister, wash yourself! / We're going to Robin's wedding today: / He freed the proud Ruth.
- Twelve angels stopped at the gate of heaven: / "You keepers down, you watchmen out."
- They sit huddled on dark benches / And lift their extinguished looks / To the cross. The lights shimmer as if curtained, / And dim and how curtained the head of the wound.
- It was a King Milesint, / I will tell you about him: / He murdered his brother's child / wanted to wear the crown himself.
- They spewed death and ruin: / We did not suffer. / Two columns of foot soldiers, two batteries, / we rode them down.
- There are so many roads going into the country, / roads like white ribbons in the sunshine, / roads over which the lightning of the high summer stand, / roads over which dust and rain blow in clouds.
- I always carry a watch with me wherever I go; / How much it hit, / I can see exactly from her.
- It was probably walking across the heather / Up to the old chapel / An old man in arms / And stepped into the dark choir.
- The captain stands at the spar, / The telescope in his tanned hand, / The black-haired passenger / He has turned his back.
- Father and child died / Rested deep in the grave / The mother had acquired / Since then another love.
- It rises up out of the dark forest, crowned by towers / A steep, airy rock, that is the robbery lord Horst, / And as if from blue air the Aar at its catch, / So they shoot prey from there along the valley.
- Where do you come from in the red dress / and color the grass on the green plan? / I come from a bloody men's argument / I'm red from the honor track.
- The mother stood at the window / the son lay in bed. / "Don't you want to get up, Wilhelm / To watch the procession?"
- You see busy with the linen / the old woman there with white hair / the most vigorous of the laundresses / in the seventy-sixth year.
- Who will tell me where Weinsberg is? / Should be a brave town / should have been piously and wisely weighed / Lots of women and girls.
- The first Hohenstaufen, King Konrad, had been lying / with army before Winsperg for many a long day; / The Guelph was defeated, the nest still resisted, / The undaunted townspeople, they still held on to it.
- Out there by the heap, / A bird is singing free: / Young blood, don't go to the forest / The Fei lives in the forest.
- On a mountain there is a post house that is like no other, / That no traveler has ever looked and never received a letter. / The giant halls yawn empty, not a word, not a call. / Instead of human spirit and human hand, iron violence works.
- Around the circle the crowd / Bearded Magyars listens happily; / Sounds rush out of the circle / What are they gripping me? -
- From the sea it swirls like smoke, / and from the cloud also / the dark slope descends. / The weather pillar storms around the reef / and already takes the hero's ship:
- Old father, old father, / Let me out of the gray house! / Winter is long gone, / The sun is shining bright outside.
- I walked across the moor alone, / Then I heard two ravens screeching and screaming; / One called to the other: / "Where are we going to lunch, me and you?"
- Rubble and ashes. Isolated fire / still twitches up in the sky in sheaves. / Temples and streets and villas and barns, / Everything is trampled underfoot in filth and stew.
Diet - Dz
- Diethelm Trausenit , Josef Weinträger
- Village music , Johannes Bobrowski
- Outside near Schleswig in front of the gate , Clemens Brentano
- Outside near Schleswig in front of the gate / Poor people live a lot, / Oh the enemy of the wild horde / Become the first target.
- Three times , Marie Luise Kaschnitz <r> Sometimes we get up / we get up to resurrection / in the middle of the day / with our living hair / with our breathing skin.
E.
- A man with a ribbon, / The knight Hardiknut, / Left the city and came to the country / How often the townspeople do.
- "Ahoy! Klas Nielsen and Peter Jehann! / Look to see if we're not too muscled yet! / Have you seen the Klabautermann? / Thank God, we are wedder to Hus! "
- "The old woman has a hard face, / but clever, gentle eyes, / which are little more with the penny light / and are not good for crying."
- A fisherman sat in the boat, / his heart was so heavy / his love had died / he will never believe that.
- A gray, giant hunter , Gustav Freytag <r> The storm is driving through the pine forest, / the stars shine pale and cold, / grandmother listens with a fixed look, / the trees break, the jackdaws scream,
- A song of faithfulness to women , Adelbert von Chamisso
- You put two dead to rest; / The captain fell in a glorious battle, / He was buried with honors, / And he, whom he recently hunted down, / The robber hangs on the gallows.
- There lies a sheet of paper, written on by my hand / In days that have long faded away / So long that the fleeting writing has half faded. / But as I read it becomes an undertaking
- The news goes and blows through the country / the armies on the edge of the Vltava carry, / they have struck a meeting, / on a wooden bridge, high above the river,
- I want to go down alone, / Nobody should know my suffering / If the star I have seen / Torn from the sky / I want to go down lonely / Like a pilgrim in the desert.
- Who rides so late through night and wind? / It is the father with his child. / He's got the boy in his arms, / He's holding him securely, he's keeping him warm.
- Mr. Oluf rides late and far, / To bid on his bride and groom;
- There is a golden field of sheaves / that goes to the edge of the world. / Grind, mill, grind!
F.
- I was born in the year / nineteen twenty-two. / The breeze was blowing and it was snowing / in barren, dry flakes;
- Dear children, do you know where / thimble at home? / Deep in the valley of Acherloo / Has he hearth and hermitage;
- Mr. Peter and Bender were sitting with their wine, / Mr. Bender said: "I bet, / Your singing will conquer the whole world / But it will never conquer Ms. Mette."
- Sing to whom singing has been given / In the German forest of poets! / This is joy, this is life / When it echoes from every branch.
- The god who made iron grow wanted no servants, so he gave the saber, sword and spear to the man in his right hand.
- Fridericus Rex, our King and Lord, / he called all his soldiers to the rifle,
- Deep in the lap of the Kyffhauser / At the red light at the traffic lights / The old Emperor Friedrich sits / At the marble stone table.
G
- A rider hunts through the field at night / then his horse is shy of him, / he drives and spurs with all his might / the horse does not want to pass,
- When Christ lay in the grove of Gethsemane / on his face with closed eyes - / the air seemed to only suck in sighs, / and a source murmured its woes,
- These are the banks of Goodwin sand, / they are not sea, they are not land ,
- King Gorm rules over Denmark, / He rules the thirty years, / His mind is firm, his hand is strong, / Only his hair has turned white,
- At Speyer im Saale, there is a ringing, / With torches and candles, dancing and jumping.
H
- Now I'm getting very alone! / The princes are dead / How shines in the moonlight / The floor is bloody red!
- Listen, Marthe, there is a knock outside; go, let the man in, / It will be a poor pilgrim who got lost! -
- The bold hero Harald rode in front of his army; / They went through a wild forest in the moonlight.
- The old throne was already sunk in the dust of the Sassanids, / The treasured ctesiphon is plundered by Muslims' hands:
- Like the vulture, / Who rests on heavy morning clouds / With a gentle wing / Looks for prey, / Floating my song.
- A boy saw a rose, / rose on the heath, / was so young and beautiful in the morning / he ran quickly to see it close,
- The enemy is there. The battle begins. / Well run up to victory!
- Herr Heinrich was sitting at the Vogelherd, / Quite happy and cheerful;
- Do you see the age-gray / castles looking towards each other / shining gold in the sun,
- Herr von Ribbeck auf Ribbeck im Havelland, / A pear tree stood in his garden,
- The swallow flies / Spring wins / And gives us flowers for wreaths;
- Indeed, you Lombards, it was a heavy step / that Friedrich Barbarossa rode through Milan's breach!
- Who threw death on Hiroshima / went to the monastery, ring the bells.
- At Mantua in gangs / The faithful Hofer was. / In Mantua to death / The host of the enemy leads him.
I.
- In the wild west, the raid on the Pacific Railway
- I know a house, a house of joy , Clemens Brentano
- I know a house, a house of joy, / It has made-up cheeks / A brightly colored wreath hangs out, / Death is trapped inside.
J
- The night wind whistles through the hatches / And on the attic bed / Two poor souls are bedded; / You look so pale and thin.
- Jan Bart goes over the Vlissinger Damm. / "Hür ', Katrin, wi trecken tosamm; / A huus, a boat, a goat and a cow, / Wat mienst, Katrin? sy my Fru. "
- Bribery of Jekaterina , Börries von Munchausen
- Jesus and the Äser way , Franz Werfel
- Johanna Sebus , Johann Wolfgang Goethe
- The dam rips, the field roars, / The floods wash away, the surface rushes. / "I'll carry you, mother, through the flood, / It doesn't reach up yet, I wade well."
- "Who is John Maynard?" / "John Maynard was our helmsman / He held out until he won the bank."
K
- "I would like to see (he spoke silently) / the places around here again / preferably towards Alt-Geltow, - / and you come with me, the children and you."
- A young king from the north was defeated in Ukraine. / He hated spring and women's hair / and the harps and what they say.
- There was joy in Troy's halls / before the high festival fell / hymns of jubilation can be heard / in the pages golden game.
- In Poland, in the year thirty-nine / It was a bloody battle / It had turned many cities and villages / into a wilderness.
- Mrs. Berta sat in the rock crevice / She laments her bitter fate. / Little Roland plays in the open air / Des complaint was not great.
- The emperor speaks to Knight Hug: / "You have peeled off your sword for me, / There is enough iron with me, / Go, choose one that you like!"
- "What are you sitting here, leaning against your sword, / my king, on the stone / and bowing your noble head to the ground / and looking so sinister?
- King Harald Harfagar / sits down in the seabeds / with his beautiful water fairy; / The years come and go.
- I am an old crocodile / And already saw the Osiris celebration; / By day I sunbathe in the Nile / By night on the beach I lay eggs.
L.
- “Herr König, I am Steffen's child / Who once led the conqueror! / It is a fief that my servants / my ship alone will lead the king! "
- When still, misunderstood and very little, / Our Lord walked on earth / And many disciples came to him / Who very seldom understood his word,
- And when the war in the fourth spring / offered no prospect of peace / then the soldier drew his conclusions / and died a hero's death.
- When he was seventy and was frail / it urged the teacher to rest / for the kindness was once again weak in the country / and the malice increased in strength again / and he girded his shoes.
- Lenore started at dawn / up from heavy dreams: / “Are you unfaithful, Wilhelm, or dead? / How long do you want to hem "-
- Recently in a dream I saw on the floods / pulling a boat without an oar, / river and sky stood in dull glow / as if day was approaching or fleeing.
- The winter morning shines so clearly, / A wanderer comes from afar, / Frost shakes him, his hair stares, / The beautiful distance lied to him,
- There is a bloody trail / Through our old house / My mother was only his lover / The beautiful Lucy Walters.
- At Bacharach am Rheine / Lives a sorceress / She was so beautiful and fine / And tore many hearts away.
- The new ruler is crowned in Reims. / The bells are ringing. A prisoner groans.
M.
- "Which court does our queen bring with her?" / "She brings her four Marians with her, / Her four Marians from France, / They have to go with her."
- How cheerful in the Tuileries castle / The mirror windows blink, / And yet there in broad daylight / Walking around the old ghosts.
- Marie Antoinette , Agnes Miegel
- My father's house , Werner Bergengruen
- In two words , Conrad Ferdinand Meyer
- On the shores of Palestine, up and down, day after day / “London?” Asked the Saracen woman where a ship was at anchor.
- I saw seagulls circling around a rock / I in tireless tracks, / Remaining hovering on a stretched swing arm, / Describing a shimmering white path,
N
- He nods with his big head / At the fire of a strange hearth: / In a dream he sees a ghost / Who loosens his purple clasp.
- Cracks and howls and bursting night, / Dark and flames in frenzied chase - A scream through the surf!
O
- Ol Büsen liggt int wille Haff, / de Floth, de keem un wöhl en Graff.
- In the midst of his turban warriors, / The forehead full of thunderstorms, / Omar, the caliph, entered as a victor / Into the gate of the Ptolemies.
P
- "I have to", said my Pegasus, "then renounce my freedom: / I'd rather pull the plow than pull the big wagon myself."
- At the Red Sea with a troubled soul, / Israel lay with their foreheads in the dust,
- The bailiff from Tondern, Henning Pogwisch, / hits the oak table with his fist: / Today I'm going over to Sylt myself / And get me interest and validity with my own hand.
- Prince Eugenius, the noble knight, / Wanted to get the Emperor back / City and fortress Belgarad.
R.
- I lost my way because it was so foggy. / The forest was damp and cold like a grave and fingers reached into my hair.
- Dawn, do you shine for an early death? / Soon the trumpet will blow, / Then I'll have to give up my life / Me and many a comrade!
- Dawn, do you shine for an early death? / Yesterday still on high horses / shot through the chest today / Tomorrow already in the cool grave
- When King Rhampsenit / entered the golden hall / his daughter laughed, / all her maids laughed.
- Away the lance, down from the horse! / By God and our wife! / I'll take the proud rebel castle / Before the gray of evening.
- With the groom's comfort / Knight Kurt swings on his horse; / It should carry him to the wedding / On the noble lover's castle
- Two men are standing in front of the dome, / Both are wearing red coats / And one is the king / And the executioner is the other.
- "Knight, faithful sisterly love / dedicate this heart to yourselves; / do not ask for any other love, / because it causes me pain.
- Mr. Darnley rides into the forest, Lord Ruthven by his side; / Mr. Darnley says: "What good does it do me that I ride in the spring?"
- Roland, the Ries', at the / town hall of Bremen, / he stands a statue / steadfast and watches.
- King Karl once sat at table / At Aachen with the princes, / Game prey and fish were set up / And nobody was left thirsty either.
- Listen, listen, what are the waves singing on the beach? / There were three hunters in the Oberland / they wanted to fish and hunt / in their younger days.
S.
- When they had known each other for eight years / (and one can say: they knew each other well) / their love suddenly disappeared. / Like a stick or hat to other people.
- Salas y Gomez rises out of the waters / The calm sea, a bare rock, / Burned gluten by the vertically upright sun, / A stone frame without all grass and moss,
- Sanct Stephan was a man of God / advised by God's Spirit / who gained strength through faith / for great miracles;
- Basil the pious died; his spirit floats to the door of heaven. / The porter steps towards him, who harshly points him from the threshold
- St. Martin with a lot of knights / probably riding across the field to hunt / and when they came to a hag, / a naked man was lying on the road.
- The king sits anxiously on his throne, / He waves to call Jesse's son: / "Come on, boy, come with the sound of your harp!" / And he sits down on the steps.
- In the castle of Düsseldorf on the Rhine / Mummenschanz is held; / The candles flicker, the music rustles, / The brightly colored figures dance.
- Schemie , Matze von Leinendecker
- “ Ship ahoy! “, Lulu von Strauss and Torney
- Eger Castle , Theodor Fontane
- Noisy, in the castle at Eger / Over the Hungarian wine, / The dignitaries / Duke Wallenstein sit:
- What is the name of King Ringang's little daughter? / Rohtraut, Schön-Rohtraut. / What does she do all day long / Since she probably doesn't like spinning and sewing?
- When Herr Ulrichs Wittib was kneeling in the church, a song sounded from the churchyard. / The organ upstairs stopped working / The priests and the boys all stopped,
- Swabian customer ( alias: The brave Swabian), Ludwig Uhland
- When Emperor Redbeard came praised / to the holy land / there he had to go with the pious army / through a mountainous desert and empty.
- The stars shone so golden / At the window I stood lonely / And heard from far away / A post horn in the quiet land.
- Young Siegfried was a proud boy / went down from his father's castle.
- The lights flicker up in the chapel. / The noble servant has lonely watch inside / According to the law before altares threshold
- It was at a young age. I took you / back to the house next door, where you are a guest / through the wood. The fog trickled, / You pulled the hood of your traveling dress up / And looked familiarly with a veiled forehead.
T
- Norman Duke Wilhelm once said: “Who sings in my court and in my hall? / Who sings from morning until late at night / So lovely that my heart laughs in my body? "
- “Corporal, what's up? What's new? ”/“ Obediently report, Herr Kapitän, / The Leroi drum from the Leibcompagnie / - He should beat the rod at eight o'clock in the morning - / He's been in a fever since yesterday, / And doesn't take a drink or a bite more."
- But now I want to start, / We want to sing about Tannhauser, / And what he has done miraculously, / With Frau Venussinnen.
- I rested from hiking, / The moon was just rising, / There I was watching TV in the country / The old Tibet run,
- In Wenningstedt near cards and grain / a farmer once killed his guest in sudden anger /. Thies Thießen was strong / and Hansen was a pester for any quark.
- Hey, what sounds so unique? / Clarinet and violins / in the middle of the night / where the dead rest / in the dark chests,
- We are no longer at the first glass, / That's why we like to think of this and that, / What is rustling and what is roaring.
- Today I drove through Rungholt / the city went under six hundred years ago. / The waves are still beating wildly and indignantly / as they did when they destroyed the marshes.
U
- The mother said: "Dear Else my, / Why are you grieving and troubled? / You get used to one another / Even without raving too much; / ... «
V
- "Who put the candle in the roof?" / My son, your boy did it! / "His arm is too short, how high he stretches it!" / I lifted him up, he asked.
- Lightning lurks behind the clouds, / in the oaks the storm digs; / thick forest, an emergency bell / already echoes muffled from many a tower.
- Sailing ships and laughter / That stands like gold in the beard / Have passed away like a bad one / Breath that blows from the mouth / ...
- Faithful Walther rode past / to our wife's chapel. / There was even kneeling in deep regret / A girl on the threshold.
- Marie Farrar, born in April / Minor, unmarked, rachitic, orphan / So far allegedly innocent, wants / to have murdered a child in the way:
- On the seventh day under light winds / the meadows became lighter. Since the sun was good / they thought to rest. Rolled brandy / off the wagons, set loose oxen.
- Money is part of marriage, / ugliness is no shame, / love is almost absurd.
W.
- To All Souls / In the dark night / When stand in front of us, / Which are always new to our heart,
- Until she once said: “We lemons, we want to be big as melons! We also find the yellow abhorrent, we want to be red or bluish! "
- It's already late, it's already cold, / What are you riding lonely through the forest? / The forest is big, you are alone, / You beautiful bride, I'll take you home!
- At three o'clock on May 27th, the rivers of the earth rose from their beds and expanded
- How beautiful the morning star shines! / I don't like any other song so much! / With tears fills each time / My eye, I play the chorale.
- Nureddin kneels in front of Mahmud's throne: “O Padischah” I demand justice! / A warrior in your court has enjoyed nefarious injustice!
- It was a gloomy winter morning / As if it didn't want to meet, / And a dull bell rang / In the fog.
- Not in the cathedral or the royal crypt, / he rests in God's open air / outside on mountains and dumps, / even better deep, deep in the forest;
Z
- "Go inside, you little ones, warm yourselves by the fire, / In the evening it is uncomfortable in the Zeitelmoose!"
- Lisa was a witch / everyone knew that. / She was a kitten yesterday, / an owl she flew today.
- A little ship swam on the Danube, / Inside sat the bride and groom, / He over there and she over there.
See also
- Poetry
- List of German-speaking writers
- List of all authors from AZ (international)
- German-language literature
- literature
literature
- Karl Moritz, German Ballads. Analyzes for German Lessons , Paderborn 1972, ISBN 3-506-72814-8 .
- Wulf Segebrecht (Ed.), German Ballads: Poems That Tell Dramatic Stories , Munich 2012, ISBN 978-3-446-23995-1 .
Individual references / comments
- ↑ See: Wulf Segebrecht (Ed.), Deutsche Balladen. Poems that tell dramatic stories , Munich 2012, ISBN 978-3-446-23995-1 , p. 13. Cf. Gerd Hergen Lübben, Fund zu Bacherach in: Ders. Author, VERSIONS III │ »VOM ESSENER MARCUS«, »FOUND TO BACHERACH • NATURAL DIGGING«, »YDBY OPAK AHOI • YEAR BY YEAR« AND OTHER TEXTS (ebook verlag dreikorb 2014, ISBN 978-3-95577-835-4 )