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@ Ludwig van Beethoven "Adelaide" Op. 48 @ Fritz Wunderlich sings the Beethoven's "Adelaide", Piano by Hubert Giesen. @ Fritz Wunderlich (1930-1966) was a German lyric tenor, famed for his singing of the Mozart repertory and various lieder. He died in an accident when he was only 35. @ Adelaide, Op.46, is a song for solo voice and piano composed in about 1795 by Ludwig van Beethoven. The text is a poem in German by Friedrich von Matthisson (1761–1831). The text of Adelaide is an early Romantic poem that expresses an outpouring of yearning for an idealized and apparently unattainable woman. @ I do not (Monetize, revenue-sharing) on "All of my Videos" including this video. @ No infringement intended. This video is for "Entertainment" only none profits. ~ Adelaide ~ Your friend wanders alone in the garden of spring, Gently bathed in lovely magical light, Which shimmers through the swaying branches of flowers: Adelaide! Adelaide! In the reflection of the river, in the snows of the Alps, In the golden clouds of sinking day, In the fields of stars thy face beams forth, Adelaide! Evening breezes whisper through the tender leaves The silver bells at May time rustle in the grass, Waves roar and nightingales sing, Adelaide! Some day, o miracle! a flower will blossom, Upon my grave from the ashes of my heart; And clearly on every violet petal will shine: Adelaide! ~ Adelaide ~ Einsam wandelt dein Freund im Frühlingsgarten, Mild vom lieblichen Zauberlicht umflossen, Das durch wankende Blütenzweige zittert, Adelaide! Adelaide! In der spiegelnden Flut, im Schnee der Alpen, In des sinkenden Tages Goldgewölken, Im Gefilde der Sterne stralt dein Bildnis, Adelaide! Abendlüftchen im zarten Laube flüstern, Silberglöckchen des Mais im Grase säuseln, Wellen rauschen, und Nachtigallen flöten: Adelaide! Einst, o Wunder! entblüht, auf meinem Grabe, Eine Blume der Asche meines Herzens; Deutlich schimmert auf jedem Purpurblättchen: Adelaide! ....................................................................................................................................................