Jetzt kommen die lustigen Tage English translation
von Stefanie Hertel

Now the merry days are coming,
Sweetheart, farewell,
And let me tell you right away,
It doesn't hurt at all.
For in summer, the red, red poppies bloom,
And a cheerful spirit spreads everywhere.
Sweetheart, farewell, farewell, sweetheart, farewell.


In summer, one must wander,
Sweetheart, farewell,
And even if you kiss another,
As long as I don't see it,
And if I see it in a dream, I’ll just imagine,
Ah, it’s not so, it can’t be true.
Sweetheart, farewell, farewell, sweetheart, farewell.

And when I return someday,
Sweetheart, farewell,
I’ll sing the old songs,
And all my sorrow will be gone,
And if you are then as you were in beautiful May,
Yes, then I'll stay with you and be true to you.
Sweetheart, farewell, farewell, sweetheart, farewell.