Some day, o miracle! a flower will blossom

Ludwig Beethoven created  Adelaide when he was in his mid twenties.
Poem by MATTHISSON
Sung by Fritz Wunderlich
Piano Hubert Giesen.

Your friend wanders alone in the garden of spring,

Gently bathed in lovely magical light,

Which shimmers through the swaying branches of flowers:

Adelaide!

In the reflection of the river, in the snows of the Alps,

In the golden clouds of sinking day,

In the fields of stars thy face beams forth,

Adelaide!

Evening breezes whisper through the tender leaves

The silver bells at Maytime rustle in the grass,

Waves roar and nightingales sing,

Adelaide!

Some day, o miracle! a flower will blossom,

Upon my grave from the ashes of my heart;

And clearly on every violet petal will shine:

Adelaide!