Tuesday, July 16, 2019

In Des Leavah/In This Life (a Pennsylvania Dutch Poem)



 I have not written a poem in my 'mudda-tsoong'/'mother-tongue' for a few years 😊
side-note; spell-check went completely NUTS as I typed this😁


In des leavah veadt ma ivrich
Un uft ganz katz oof gadult
So feel es ma net begrivah
So feel kshengt un so feel shuldt

In des leavah full mit droovel
Veaht a lot yisht rum gesowd
Gvicht tsu shveah fa heartz un boogel
Von ma net da goot Gott drowd

In des leavah fiind ma immah
Feel, so feel fa dank-fouwa sie
Immah hut ebbah’s feel shlimmah
Ach, ma set mae dank-bouwa sie

In des leaveh set ma beveada
Fa froh sie mitt vos ma hutt
Un alles shuunsht yisht tsu-fon-drowa
Tsu da goot un lieblich Gott

© Janet Martin

(English translation)
In this life we get worked up
And often really short on patience
So much that we cannot grasp
So much gifted, so much debt

In this life full of trouble
There’s a lot of rushing around
Weight too heavy for heart and back
If we do not good God trust

In this life we always find
Much, so much to be thankful for
Always someone is far worse off
Oh, we should be more thankful

In this life we should try
To be glad with what we have
And everything else just entrust
To a good and loving God

© Janet Martin

...and a song for fun!

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