Börries Freiherr von Münchhausen (1874–1945)

THERE gleams a plough in Thuringian land,

Steered by a firm and happy hand,

Through mine, oh mine own ground!

And mine is the plough and the horses are mine,

And the silvery birch and the coal-black pine,

The herd by the forest edge found!

Is there in the world a happier lot

Than this one that I from my ancestors got?

At dawn I ride on my round.

The gains of the mart are cast off by my hand:

There gleams a plough in Thuringian land,

That goes through mine own ground!