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Der Jammerwoch Lyrics
Es brillig war. Die schlichte Toven
Wirrten und wimmelten in Waben:
Und aller-mümsige Burggoven
Die mohmen Räth' ausgraben.
Bewahre doch vor Jammerwoch!
Die Zähne knirschen, Krallen kratzen!
Bewahr' vor Jubjub-Vogel, vor
Frumiösen Banderschnätzchen!
Es griff sein vorpals Schweichen zu,
Er suchte lang das manchsam' Ding;
Dann, stenend unten Tumtum Baum,
Er an-zu-denke-fing.
Als stand er tief in Andacht auf,
Des Jammerwochen's Augen-feuer
Durch tulgen Wald mit wiffek kam
Ein burbelnd ungeheuer!
Eins, Zwei! Eins, Zwei! Und durch und durch
Sein vorpals Schwert zerschnifer-schnück,
Da blieb es todt! Er, Kopf in Hand,
Geläumfig zog zurück
One, two! One, two! And through and through
the vorpal blade went snicker-snack!
He lft it dead, and with its head
He went galumphing back.
Und schlugst Du ja den Jammerwoch?
Umarme mich, mein Böhm'sches Kind!
O Freuden-Tag! O Hallo-Schlag!
Er chorteln froh-gesinnt.
'Twas brilling and the slithy toves
Did gire and gimble in the wabe:
All mimsy were the borogoves,
And the mome raths outgrabe.
Wirrten und wimmelten in Waben:
Und aller-mümsige Burggoven
Die mohmen Räth' ausgraben.
Die Zähne knirschen, Krallen kratzen!
Bewahr' vor Jubjub-Vogel, vor
Frumiösen Banderschnätzchen!
Er suchte lang das manchsam' Ding;
Dann, stenend unten Tumtum Baum,
Er an-zu-denke-fing.
Des Jammerwochen's Augen-feuer
Durch tulgen Wald mit wiffek kam
Ein burbelnd ungeheuer!
Sein vorpals Schwert zerschnifer-schnück,
Da blieb es todt! Er, Kopf in Hand,
Geläumfig zog zurück
the vorpal blade went snicker-snack!
He lft it dead, and with its head
He went galumphing back.
Umarme mich, mein Böhm'sches Kind!
O Freuden-Tag! O Hallo-Schlag!
Er chorteln froh-gesinnt.
Did gire and gimble in the wabe:
All mimsy were the borogoves,
And the mome raths outgrabe.
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This poem, by Lewis Carroll, real name Charles Lutwedge Dodgson, was translated by Robert Scott.
The original poem:
?Twas brillig, and the slithy toves Did gyre and gimble in the wabe: All mimsy were the borogoves, And the mome raths outgrabe.
?Beware the Jabberwock, my son! The jaws that bite, the claws that catch! Beware the Jubjub bird, and shun The frumious Bandersnatch!?
He took his vorpal sword in hand: Long time the manxome foe he sought? So rested he by the Tumtum tree, And stood awhile in thought.
And, as in uffish thought he stood, The Jabberwock, with eyes of flame, Came whiffling through the tulgey wood, And burbled as it came!
One, two! One, two! And through and through The vorpal blade went snicker-snack! He left it dead, and with its head He went galumphing back.
?And, hast thou slain the Jabberwock? Come to my arms, my beamish boy! O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay!? He chortled in his joy.
?Twas brillig, and the slithy toves Did gyre and gimble in the wabe: All mimsy were the borogoves, And the mome raths outgrabe.