Walther von der Vogelweide
Walther von der Vogelweide Poems
|1.||Address To Leopold Vii.||4/16/2010|
|2.||Worthy Art Thou, Returning Home||4/16/2010|
|3.||A Mournful One Am I||4/16/2010|
|4.||I Thought I'D Served Her Long Enough||4/16/2010|
|6.||Chill Penury And Winter's Power||4/16/2010|
|7.||Up, Then, Dance We To The Song||4/16/2010|
|8.||Under The Lime Tree||4/16/2010|
|9.||Address To Emperor Frederic Ii.||4/16/2010|
|10.||Excerpt From Dialogue With 'The World'||4/16/2010|
|12.||Ah! Where Are Hours Departed Fled? (Excerpt)||4/16/2010|
|13.||I'Ve Got My Fief||4/16/2010|
|14.||When From The Sod The Flow'Rets Spring||4/16/2010|
|15.||Under Der Linden||1/1/2004|
|16.||Alas! Where Have All The Years Gone||4/16/2010|
Alas! Where Have All The Years Gone
Alas! Where have all the years gone?
Did I dream my life, or is it real?
What I always thought - was that something?
Then I've slept and don't know it…
Now I'm awake, and I no longer know
What used to be familiar as my own hands:
People and places, where I was raised from childhood,
They are strangers to me, as if it were all lies.
Those who were my playmates are old and indolent.
Meadows are farmed, forests are felled,
If it were not for the water, which flows as ever before,
ah, then I'd believe that my misfortune is truly great.
Many no longer even greet ...
Under Der Linden
Under der linden
an der heide,
dâ unser zweier bette was,
dâ muget ir vinden
gebrochen bluomen unde gras.
Vor dem walde in einem tal,
schône sanc diu nahtegal.