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Published on Jul 4, 2013

A folk song made famous by Brahms. This song is rumored to have originated in Berlin, where I am right now! Viele schöne Grüße aus der Hauptstadt! :)

Text and translation:

Schwesterlein, Schwesterlein, wann gehn wir nach Haus?
»Morgen wenn die Hahnen krähn,
Woll'n wir nach Hause gehn,
Brüderlein, Brüderlein, dann gehn wir nach Haus.«

Schwesterlein, Schwesterlein, wann gehn wir nach Haus?
Morgen, wenn der Tag anbricht,
eh end't die Freude nicht,
Brüderlein, Brüderlein, der fröhliche Braus.

Schwesterlein, Schwesterlein, wohl ist es Zeit.
»Mein Liebster tanzt mit mir,
Geh ich, tanzt er mit ihr,
Brüderlein, Brüderlein, laß du mich heut.«

Schwesterlein, Schwesterlein, was bist du blaß?
»Das macht der Morgenschein
Auf meinen Wängelein,
Brüderlein, Brüderlein, die vom Taue naß.«

Schwesterlein, Schwesterlein, du wankest so matt?
»Suche die Kammertür,
Suche mein Bettlein mir
Brüderlein, es wird fein unterm Rasen sein.«


Sister dear, sister dear, when will we go home?
Tomorrow when the roosters crow, then we'll go home.
Brother dear, brother dear, then we will go home.

Sister dear, sister dear, when will we go home?
Tomorrow when the day dawns,
In any case, joy will not end,
Brother dear, brother dear, the happy luxury.

Sister dear, sister dear, it's about time now.
My lover is dancing with me--if I go, he'll dance with her!
Brother dear, brother dear, leave me alone.

Sister dear, sister dear, you are so pale.
That's just the morning light on my cheeks,
Brother dear, brother dear, they are wet with dew.

Sister dear, sister dear, you are swaying and faint.
I'm looking for the door; I'm looking for the little bed.
Brother dear, it will be nice to be buried under the grass.

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