Hans Christian Andersen: 'Hvor Skoven dog er frisk og stor' (1850)

 

Hvor Skoven dog er frisk og stor,

 

Hvor Skoven dog er frisk og stor,

Kuk-kuk, kuk-kuk, fallera.

Skovmærker der og Jordbær gror,

Kuk-kuk, kuk-kuk, fallera.

I Træets Bark er Mærke sat,

Der saa jeg dig en maanklar Nat.

Kuk-kuk, Kuk-kuk, fallera,

Kuk-kuk, Kuk-kuk, fallera.

 

I Maaneskin er smukt at gaa,

Kuk-kuk, Kuk-kuk, fallera.

I Skov ved Solskin ligesaa,

Kuk-kuk, Kuk-kuk, fallera.

Af Kukkeren jeg vide faar,

Hvor mange Kys og Leveaar.

Kuk-kuk, kuk-kuk, fallera,

Kuk-kuk, kuk-kuk, fallera.

 

Gør ikke Verden dig for tung,

Kuk-kuk, Kuk-kuk, fallera.

Husk paa, du er kun engang ung,

Kuk-kuk, Kuk-kuk, fallera.

Skovmærker gror, og Jordbær gror,

Og Kukkeren ved naar og hvor.

Kuk-kuk, kuk-kuk, fallera,

Kuk-kuk, kuk-kuk, fallera.

 

 

So big the wood and so alive

 

So big the wood and so alive,

Cuckoo, cuckoo, fallera.

There strawberries and woodruff thrive,

Cuckoo, cuckoo, fallera.

A bark cut marks a former tryst,

where I one moonlit night was kissed.

Cuckoo, cuckoo, fallera.

Cuckoo, cuckoo, fallera.

 

A moonlight walk is sheer delight,

Cuckoo, cuckoo, fallera.

A sun-drenched wood too such a sight,

Cuckoo, cuckoo, fallera.

The cuckoo’s call brings to my ears

My stock of kisses and of years.

Cuckoo, cuckoo, fallera.

Cuckoo, cuckoo, fallera.

 

Don’t make your world too tightly strung,

Cuckoo, cuckoo, fallera.

Recall, once only you are young,

Cuckoo, cuckoo, fallera.

They’re strawberries and woodruff there,

The cuckoo knows both when and where.

Cuckoo, cuckoo, fallera.

Cuckoo, cuckoo, fallera.