"She wants it and that's fine
So it was and so it will always be"
rosenrot = rose red
This song is inspired by and to some extent based upon the poem "Heidenröslein" by Goethe and the story "Schneeweißchen und Rosenrot" from the Brothers Grimm.
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Mädchen: me
stock: old books, postcards of mine
roses: getty
splats: smudger alts font, prettybrush
Lyrics: Rammstein
Brilliant reproduction of the antique studio portrait! So very Romantic!
And did you know that Schubert and Brahms also set "Heidenröslein" to music?
Sah ein Knab' ein Röslein stehn,
Röslein auf der Heiden,
War so jung und morgenschön,
Lief er schnell, es nah zu sehn,
Sah's mit vielen Freuden.
Röslein, Röslein, Röslein rot,
Röslein auf der Heiden.
Knabe sprach: Ich breche dich,
Röslein auf der Heiden!
Röslein sprach: Ich steche dich,
Daß du ewig denkst an mich,
Und ich will's nicht leiden.
Röslein, Röslein, Röslein rot,
Röslein auf der Heiden.
Und der wilde Knabe brach
's Röslein auf der Heiden;
Röslein wehrte sich und stach,
Half ihm doch kein Weh und Ach,
Mußt es eben leiden.
Röslein, Röslein, Röslein rot,
Röslein auf der Heiden.
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Passing lad a rose blossom spied,
Blossom on the heath growing,
'Twas so fair and of youthful pride,
Raced he fast to be near its side,
Saw it with joy o'erflowing.
Blossom, blossom, blossom red,
Blossom on the heath growing.
Said the lad: I shall pick thee,
Blossom on the heath growing!
Blossom spoke: Then I'll prick thee,
That thou shalt ever think of me,
And I'll not be allowing.
Blossom, blossom, blossom red,
Blossom on the heath growing.
And the lusty lad did pick
The blossom on the heath growing;
Blossom, in defense, did prick,
'Twas, alas, but a harmless nick,
Had to be allowing.
Blossom, blossom, blossom red,
Blossom on the heath growing.
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"Persevere! Do not only practice your Art, but also endeavour to fathom its Inner Meaningit deserves this effort!" Ludwig van Beethoven
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Je trône dans l'azur comme un sphinx incompris
J'unis un coeur de neige à la blancheur des cygnes
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But i will wear my heart upon
my sleeve for Daws to peck at
I am not what i am...
And did you know that Schubert and Brahms also set "Heidenröslein" to music?
Sah ein Knab' ein Röslein stehn,
Röslein auf der Heiden,
War so jung und morgenschön,
Lief er schnell, es nah zu sehn,
Sah's mit vielen Freuden.
Röslein, Röslein, Röslein rot,
Röslein auf der Heiden.
Knabe sprach: Ich breche dich,
Röslein auf der Heiden!
Röslein sprach: Ich steche dich,
Daß du ewig denkst an mich,
Und ich will's nicht leiden.
Röslein, Röslein, Röslein rot,
Röslein auf der Heiden.
Und der wilde Knabe brach
's Röslein auf der Heiden;
Röslein wehrte sich und stach,
Half ihm doch kein Weh und Ach,
Mußt es eben leiden.
Röslein, Röslein, Röslein rot,
Röslein auf der Heiden.
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Passing lad a rose blossom spied,
Blossom on the heath growing,
'Twas so fair and of youthful pride,
Raced he fast to be near its side,
Saw it with joy o'erflowing.
Blossom, blossom, blossom red,
Blossom on the heath growing.
Said the lad: I shall pick thee,
Blossom on the heath growing!
Blossom spoke: Then I'll prick thee,
That thou shalt ever think of me,
And I'll not be allowing.
Blossom, blossom, blossom red,
Blossom on the heath growing.
And the lusty lad did pick
The blossom on the heath growing;
Blossom, in defense, did prick,
'Twas, alas, but a harmless nick,
Had to be allowing.
Blossom, blossom, blossom red,
Blossom on the heath growing.
--
"Persevere! Do not only practice your Art, but also endeavour to fathom its Inner Meaningit deserves this effort!" Ludwig van Beethoven
--
But i will wear my heart upon
my sleeve for Daws to peck at
I am not what i am...
--
"Persevere! Do not only practice your Art, but also endeavour to fathom its Inner Meaningit deserves this effort!" Ludwig van Beethoven
--
But i will wear my heart upon
my sleeve for Daws to peck at
I am not what i am...
--
"Persevere! Do not only practice your Art, but also endeavour to fathom its Inner Meaningit deserves this effort!" Ludwig van Beethoven
--
But i will wear my heart upon
my sleeve for Daws to peck at
I am not what i am...
--
"Persevere! Do not only practice your Art, but also endeavour to fathom its Inner Meaningit deserves this effort!" Ludwig van Beethoven
--
But i will wear my heart upon
my sleeve for Daws to peck at
I am not what i am...