An de Küst 

vun Clara Kramer-Freudenthal
(Oostermoond 1993)  

Wat een Greunen, wat een Bleuhen! 
Kiek doch, wo de Sünn hüüt lacht! 
Dusend lütte, bunte Blomen 
hebbt sik opdoon öber Nacht. 

Geel sünd Bodderbloom un Primeln, 
ok bleuht al dat Kalberkruut. 
Oh, wat seht uns Diek un Wischen 
in ehr Bleuhkleed smuck doch ut. 

Fliedig summt ok fuurts de Immen. 
Sünd bi jede Bleuh to Gast. 
Suugt sik vull un dreegt in'n Stock nu 
jümehr seute Nektarlast. 

Smucke Hüüs mit plegte Vörgoorns 
sünd een wohre Ogenfreid. 
Op den Heidefarst gans boben 
sitt de Dacklünen un fleit. 

Un ut Hamborg koomt veel Minschen. 
Goht spazeern op unsen Diek. 
Unse Küst is gor so scheun doch. 
De Notur mookt uns so riek. 

An de Grobens stoht de Wicheln, 
reckt de Kroon in't Hebensblau. 
Freden liggt bi uns an Diek hier 
fallt to Nacht gans sacht de Dau.

On the Coast 

by Clara Kramer-Freudenthal
(April 1993)  

How it's growing! How it's blooming! 
Just look how the sun is laughing! 
Thousand little, colored flowers 
Have come open overnight. 

Buttercups and primroses are yellow, 
and the chervil's blooming too. 
Oh, how pretty our dike and meadows 
look now in their blooming dress! 

Busily the bees buzz right away, 
visiting each flower in turn, 
drinking their fill of sweet nectar 
to return with the cargo to their hives. 

Pretty houses with well-tended front yards 
are a true feast for the eye. 
On the roof ridge way up there 
sparrows are sitting and whistling. 

Many people come from Hamburg, 
going for walks on our dike. 
Our coast is ever so lovely! 
Nature gives us so much wealth! 

Willows all along the ditches 
point their crowns into the sky's blue. 
Peace dwells here along our dike. 
Dew falls gently in the night.

An de kuest 

fun Clara Kramer-Freudenthal
(Oostermaand 1993)  

Wat 'n groynen! Wat 'n bloyen! 
Kiik doch wou de suen huyt lacht! 
Dusend luette, bunte bloumen 
hebt sik op-doun euver nacht. 

Geel suend bodderbloum'n un primeln; 
ouk bloyt al dat kalverkruut. 
Oh, wat seit uns diik un wischen 
in er bloykleid smuk doch uut! 

Flidig sumt ouk fourts de immen, 
suend bii jede bloyd' tou gast, 
suugt sik ful un dreegt in d'n stok nuu 
juem er soyte nektarlast. 

Smukke huys' mit plegde foergaarns 
suend 'n ware ougenfraid. 
Op d'n haidefarst ganss baven 
sitt de dakluynen un flaitt. 

Un uut Hamborg kaamt feel minschen, 
gaat spatseir'n op unsen diik. 
Unse kuest is gaar soo schoyn doch! 
De natur maakt uns soo riek! 

An de gravens staat de wicheln, 
rekt de kroon in't hevensblau. 
Freden ligt bii uns an'n diik hiir. 
Falt tou nacht ganss sacht de dau. 

On the Coast 

by Clara Kramer-Freudenthal
(April 1993)  

How it's growing! How it's blooming! 
Just look how the sun is laughing! 
Thousand little, colored flowers 
Have come open overnight. 

Buttercups and primroses are yellow, 
and the chervil's blooming too. 
Oh, how pretty our dike and meadows 
look now in their blooming dress! 

Busily the bees buzz right away, 
visiting each flower in turn, 
drinking their fill of sweet nectar 
to return with the cargo to their hives. 

Pretty houses with well-tended front yards 
are a true feast for the eye. 
On the roof ridge way up there 
sparrows are sitting and whistling. 

Many people come from Hamburg, 
going for walks on our dike. 
Our coast is ever so lovely! 
Nature gives us so much wealth! 

Willows all along the ditches 
point their crowns into the sky's blue. 
Peace dwells here along our dike. 
Dew falls gently in the night.