If my dear one sings like a finch
Brahms, Johannes
If my dear one sings like a finch,
I sing a nightingale's song.
If my lover's a fox,
I'm a snake!
O ye virgins in the country,
From the mountains and across the sea,
If you don't want to hurt me
Leave the most beautiful man to me!
He shall give himself up
to us for fame and fortune
And not worry,
neither loudly nor softly!
O dear playmates,
leave the proud man to me!
He shall see how love
can be a fiery sword!