Mein Muter zeyhet mich (Anonymous)

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  • (Posted 2017-07-03)  CPDL #45267:       
Editor: Andreas Stenberg (submitted 2017-07-03).   Score information: A4, 6 pages, 608 kB   Copyright: CPDL
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General Information

Title: Mein Muter zeyhet mich
Composer: Anonymous
Lyricist:

Number of voices: 4vv   Voicing: SATB

Genre: SecularPartsong

Language: German
Instruments: A cappella

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Description: from: Der ander theil Kurtzweiliger guter frischer Teutscher Liedlein zu singen vast lustig, ausgegeben von, Georg Forster, Nürnberg 1540

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Original text and translations

German.png German text

 
Mein muter zeyhet mich/
zwölff knaben freyen mich/
Der erst der teht mir wincken/
der Ander mein gedencken/
der Drit der trat mir auff den fuß/
der Vierd bot mir ein freundtlichen gruß/
der fünfft bot mir das fingerlein/
der sechst der muß mein eygen sein/
der siebent bot mir das rote goldt/
der acht was mir von hertzen hold,
der Neundt lag mir an meinem arm/
der zehent was noch nie erwarmbt/
der Eylfft was mein ehlich man/
der Zwelfft gieng in der stil darvon/
die Zwelff knaben gut/
die selbigen zwelff knaben gut/
die fürten ein guten frischen freyen mut.

English.png English translation

My mother told me:
Twelve boys have courted me,
The first only winked to me,
The second only did thimk of me,
The third stept on my toes,
The fourth bid me freindly god day,
the fifth gave me gis fingertipps to hold,
the sixth would be my own,
the sewenth gave me red gold,
the ninth lay on my arm,
the tenth was ever cold,
the elewenth was my husband
as was the twelwth.
Twelve good boys,
The selfsame twelve boys
who were good, fresh and free of mind.