Франц Абт2 - Turingian Volkslied - ноты, текст песни (слова)

How could I bear 
 Ever to part from thee?
 Thee do I love, how well 
 Thou canst not tell.
 
 I am of rest bereav'd,
 Thou hast my soul enslav'd,
 Nowhere I care to be,
 But, love, with thee.
 
 Blue is the flow'r we call "Forgetmenot"; 
 This flow'r then take to thee, and think on me.
 
 Should hope and flow'r decay,
 Dare still on me to stay,
 Love with me cannot die,
 Thou may'st rely.
 
 Were I a bird,
 Soon would I be with thee,
 Braving the stormy sky,
 Swift would I fly 
 But should the fowler's ball 
 Reach me, and I must fall,
 Under thy loving eye 
 Fain would I die.