English poem
Brander
by Johann Wolfgang von Goethe (1749–1832)
A nasty song! Fie! a political song— A most offensive song! Thank God, each morning, therefore, That you have not the Roman realm to care for! At least, I hold it so much gain for me, That I nor Chancellor nor Kaiser be. Yet also we must have a ruling head, I hope, And so we’ll choose ourselves a Pope. You know the quality that can Decide the choice, and elevate the man.
FROSCH (sings)
Soar up, soar up, Dame Nightingale! Ten thousand times my sweetheart hail!