My Brother Matt and his Husband Alex have just brought home a new edition to their family, a little Pug, Kevin. He is so cute and I am sure he is going to be spoilt rotten. It is too young to venture out and they have spent the last week making their flat puppy-proof.
To celebrate I thought I would share with you this cheerful Schubert song that I recorded recently with George. Der Schmettering ( The Butterfly ) which I think echoes the sentiments as the lyrics are so happy and joyous.
| Der Schmetterling | The Butterfly |
| Wie soll ich nicht Tanzen, Es macht keine Mühe; Und reizende Farben Schimmern hier im Grünen. Immer schöner glänzen Meine bunten Flügel, Immer süßer hauchen Alle kleinen Blüten. Ich nasche die Blüten, Ihr könnt sie nicht hüten. Wie groß ist die Freude. Sei’s spät oder frühe, Leichtsinnig zu schweben Über Tal und Hügel. Wenn der Abend säuselt, Seht ihr Wolken glühen; Wenn die Lüfte golden, Scheint die Wiese grüner. Ich nasche die Blüten, Ihr könnt sie nicht hüten. | Why should I not dance? It costs me no effort, And enchanting colours Shimmer here in the greenery. Ever lovelier My colourful wings glisten Ever sweeter is the scent From each tiny blossom. I sip from the blossoms You cannot protect them. How great is my joy, Be it early or late, To flit so carelessly Over hill and dale. When the evening murmurs You see the clouds glow When the air is golden The meadows are more radiantly green. I sip from the blossoms; You cannot protect them. |
I hope you enjoy it too.
