25.08.2020
Only so slowly
Only so slowly, only so quietlyA gelding walks up the hillside,
A gelding walks up the hillside.
Only so slowly, only so quietly
Our time passes by.
They bloom once and fall off,
The flowers of the meadows,
The flowers of the meadows.
It flourishes once and goes away,
The time of our youth.
If one has to go, one will have to go,
To go pick up strawberries –
A summer day will not wait for us,
A summer day will not wait for us.
One has to come round, has to dance,
Has to visit and talk one-to-one –
Our life will not wait for us,
Our life will not wait for us.
In the meadow, in one corner
Where the silken-headed flowers grow, a cuckoo sings,
Where the silken-headed flowers grow, a cuckoo sings.
Listen on as we sing,
Watch on as we go –
Always remember this song of ours,
Always remember this song of ours.