Die Fliederblumen by Grace Ada Brown

Pacific Press Publishing Association · Mountain View, California · May 30, 1911

FromSigns of the Times, Vol. 38, No. 21.

Die Fliederblumen

By Grace Ada Brown

(Grace Ada Brown in "Springfield Republican")

Guten Morgen, Fliederblumen, Lady of the spring! How my heart is dancing with you In a fairy ring! Take my thanks and take my blessing For the gifts you bring. In your arms the redbreast robins Flutter, preen, and sing; But from you float songs of perfume,— Ever on the wing. Guten Morgen, Fliederblumen, Daughter of the spring!

Gott sei dank, lieb' Fliederblumen, That you've come once more! The bright world seems swiftly sailing Toward a golden shore— Silver seas behind us dancing, Rosy seas before— Gaily sailing toward the treasures Summer holds in store, 'Neath fair skies where white-winged islands Float and swing and soar, Gott sei dank, lieb' Fliederblumen, That you've come once more!

Wie ich lieb' die Fliederblumen! Memory's mystic key— Memory of a little cottage Nestling by the sea, Painted fair with merry sunbeams, Filled by songs of glee From the prattling lips of childhood— Ah, the years may flee, But small Hans and blue-eyed Gretchen Stand close, close by me, Brought here by lieb' Fliederblumen, Over land and sea.