What makes some languages sound BEAUTIFUL?

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As a German living abroad, I always speak as calm and nice and soft as possible, when people want to hear some German - just to see their surprised faces. What they were expecting what German has to sound like was (literally) "FRITZEN! FRATZEN! FROTZEN!".

German actually doesn't sound bad at all when you hear regular people speaking it normally. Its actually pretty cool and fun to speak.

I always thought German was ugly. Then I traveled to Germany and Austria. I distinctly remember sitting in a restaurant and hearing a group of native speakers at a table near me, and I was instantly smitten with the sound of it. They were laughing and talking, and just doing what one does in a restaurant. I pondered why it sounded so warm and welcoming now when I had always found it so ugly and angry. I then realized that pretty much the only times i had heard German being spoken before were in movies and documentaries about WWII. Any language is going to sound hideous if it's being used to shout hateful rhetoric.

I think so many movies featured Hitler yelling that it created a negative impression of German

I was born in Germany to a German mother .. she used to read fairytales to me in German. (I have since moved to Ireland, so I speak English mostly) But to me, when I hear German language spoken, it always feels like a fairytale language, soft, sweet and innocent.

I am a German native speaker and live abroad. I often hear that my German sounds surprisingly smooth and nice, even beautiful, not at all what German sounds like. I then ask where else they hear German. Then they say: in movies. It often turns out that they sometimes only know German from stereotypical shouting of soldiers in WWII movies and have actually never heard normal German.

As a Frenchman, some of my earlier memories of hearing German language was in movies about the French resistance when a guy in German uniform would bark "Aufmachen, Polizei !", which was usually bad news for the people behind the door... Barking "Papieren bitte" was also pretty widespread. Fortunately, years later I learned that German language was used not only by the Gestapo, but also by Hölderlin and Rilke (and a few others).

Its encouraging to see so many positive comments about German here 😭🥰❤ seriously. As a native speaker, bilingual with german and English, I didn't think German was nice as a child, but after having left for years and returned, I really appreciate the quirky humor within the language, the interesting ways to say things. I'm glad I get to know it intimately now.

My parents were deaf. Sign language was my native "tongue ". It can be beautiful in its artistic movements. It can also be awful when crudely or clumsily done. I think this is true of all of the languages I've studied.

The cultural bias against German due to WWII undoubtedly plays a huge role. German does have a lot of strong gutural sounds, but so do many other languages, more distinctly than German even, like Dutch and Hebrew. And even French, which is usually considered beautiful, like mentioned in the video.

I used to think German sounded harsh and unattractive. Then I took a vacation to Germany. Now I find German to be quite beautiful.

I was prejudiced against the sound of German and then one day I heard German poetry spoken in a soft masculine voice and I was completely bowled over.

I took German in high school, mostly to be rebellious. Everyone and their dog was taking Spanish, and I didn't want to take French because I thought it sounded too "fluffy." But once I started learning German, it opened my eyes. My first teacher was a native German who was extremely mild-mannered, the opposite of what I thought he would be. Learning German taught me so much about looking past cultural stereotypes, finding common ground, and seeing people as individuals. I also learned so much about language in general. I loved it so much that I ended up taking 4 years of German, instead of just the 2 years of language study that were required. Looking back, this language choice seems very impractical, since I never have the opportunity to use it. But it will always have a special place in my heart.

I had a problem with German, even though I took it in school... but then I found out their word for an owl was "uhu," and forgave it all its faults.

Mi hamamas lo harim Tok Pisin lo channel blong yu! (I'm happy to hear Tok Pisin on the channel belonging to you (your channel))! Tenkyu tru, Rob. Yu boi stret! (Thank you truly, Rob. You're the man!)

I speak Portuguese, English, Spanish and French, once you've been exposed to a language, this feeling of beauty vs ugly vanishes. I've been learning German and Italian and both of the sound beautiful to me.

Im a greek speaker and I find Portuguese a very beautiful language

I'm Italian. I love the sound of British English, Galician and Spanish.

As a young German man, I was living and studying in the south-west of France for some time. For a couple of weeks, my girlfriend at the time would visit me and we would sit in the kitchen of the flat I shared with three wild, long-haired, French socialists. We would sit there and chat; often times we would read literature to each other, aloud - and in German. We were very much in love, so obviously our way of speaking and even reading probably reflected that in some way. I imagine that we were speaking quite kindly, softly to each other; and even the books we were reading might have done their part, as they are considered being beautiful literature, generally. Anyway. So one day in the afternoon, after the reading session of my girlfriend and I was already over, one of my French flatmates (who was studying French literature, incidentally) took me aside to talk to me, quite seriously. He told me that he was astonished and even shook, in a way. He had always imagined German as being extremely ugly and harsh and agressive; yet listening to us two young lovers chat and read, he actually had loved to hear the language and had, as he now confessed, even lingered a little on the stairs outside the kitchen, just to listen to these sounds (he didn't understand at all). I don't know. I always like to remember this moment (not only because it reminds me of summer and youth and love).