- Now the last ray of sunshine is gone
from the high mountain edge,
Then I rode into a village
In beautiful Switzerland. - And in front of the village on the Au
There stood tent after tent,
From some valiant shooters shot
in the valley it growls again. - A merry bustle all around,
Young and old rejoiced
And since I also like to be happy,
So I happily stopped. - God greet you, I called out to them,
You’re going merrily;
Is probably still for a stranger
A little empty place? - Welcome! it sounds from every mouth;
The shooting is over
But you come, sir, just in time,
To our shooting feast. - And with music and with singing
We went into the village now,
And the whole crowd returns happily
at the Mohren. - In there in the great Sal,
The table is set.
Oh, as with cheerful people
The mal tastes so delicious! - It circled all around
a silver bowl,
He was the best shooter award
In the whole Wiggerthal. - Everyone drank with a spell
From the noble juice of the vine,
I emptied it and brought one up
The Confederation. - Listen! over there from the other Sal
The dance rings out;
The sound of the rural shawm
Hit my ear happily. - Who is standing there in the velvet bodice
And dark coloured dress?
O follow all cheerful dance me,
You lovely Schwizermaid. - Where the bodice closes close to the skirt.
wrapped my arm around her,
How is her heart beating, it is flowing in me
The blood so swift and warm! - And up and down we turn
to the beat of the music,
And she looks me in the eyes
With a soulful look. - What’s your name, my beautiful child?
They call me Thrineli;
But with all due respect, she said,
sir, what’s your name? - What do you care about my name?
My paternal house
It’s many miles away
Out in a foreign country. - We talked like that for a long time
very intimately hand in hand;
Oh, may I be with you forever
In beautiful Switzerland. - But listen! there calls with a clear tone
In the yard the envious rooster,
It’s already turning red in the east there,
The morning is breaking. - Farewell, my child, remember me.
I hold you dear and worthy;
Farewell! already scratching with impatience
In the courtyard outside my horse. - So I sat up; She waves after me;
The sun was already high;
I wipe the tears from my eyes
and rode away sad.
_______________________