Tuneful Tuesday Week 87: “Das Veilchen” by Mozart

Tuneful Tuesday Week 87: “Das Veilchen” by Mozart

A violet in the meadow stood,

with humble brow, demure and good,

it was the sweetest violet.

There came along a shepherdess

with youthful step and happiness,

who sang, who sang

along the way this song.

Oh! thought the violet, how I pine

for nature’s beauty to be mine,

if only for a moment.

for then my love might notice me

and on her bosom fasten me,

I wish, I wish

if but a moment long.

But, cruel fate! The maiden came,

without a glance or care for him,

she trampled down the violet.

He sank and died, but happily:

and so I die then let me die

for her, for her,

beneath her darling feet

Poor little violet.

It was the sweetest violet.