Paroles et traduction Kirsten Flagstad feat. Philharmonia Orchestra - Varen

Varen

Enno ein Gong fekk eg Vetren at sjå
For Våren at røma;
Heggen med Tre som der blomar var på,
Eg atter såg bløma.
Enno ein Gong fekk eg Isen at sjå
Frå Landet at fljota,
Snjoen at bråna og Fossen i Å
At fyssa og brjota.
Graset det grøne eg enno ein Gong
Fekk skoda med Blomar;
Enno eg høyrde at Vårfuglen song
Mot Sol og mot Sumar.
Ein gong eg sjølv i den vårlege Eim,
Som mettar mitt Auga,
Ein gong eg der vil meg finna ein Heim
Og symjande lauga.
Alt det, som Våren imøte meg bar
Og Blomen, eg plukkad,
Federnes Ånder eg trudde det var,
Som dansa og sukkad.
Derfor eg fann millom Bjørkar og Bar
I Våren ei Gåta;
Derfor det Ljod i den Fløyta eg skar,
Meg tyktes at gråta.

Spring

One more time I was given to see the wind
Drive away the winter;
The bird cherry tree, which was in blossom there,
I again saw flowering.
One more time I was given to see the ice
Flowing away from the land,
The snow to melt and the river in the riverbed
To bubble and break.
The grass green, one more time I was given
To see with flowers;
One more time I heard the spring bird singing
Against the sun and against the summer.
One time I myself, in the spring's vapour,
Which delights my eyes,
One time I there will find a home for myself
And I will bathe in the waving.
All that, that spring brought to meet me
And the flower, I picked it,
I believed it was the spirits of my fathers,
Who danced and sighed.
That is why I found, between the birches and the needles
In the spring a riddle;
That is why the sounds in the flute that I carved,
Seemed to me to weep.