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Sid ikke i Skyggen af kolde Aar og vaag over döde Minder, spring ud, spring ud i den stærke Dag, som luer af Mod, naar den rinder. Og hvis du er rig, da er Livet rigt, da synger det dig imöde; thi du er Livet, spring ud og lad de döde begrave de döde. Der slöses med Kræfter i Vaarens Storm, der favnes i unge Dage, og vi er Guder, Guder paa Jord, som leende tramper de svage. Vi kjender ei Had, vi kjender ei Nag, ei Frygt eller daadlös Anger, og Jorderig er vort skjönne Hjem og Solen vor himmelske Sanger. Vor himmelske Sanger, vi fölger dig til Sommer og fjerne Fester: svingende Toner, der svulmer, dör i Bruset af Livets Orkester.
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Confirmed with Nils Vogt, Fra vaar til Høst, anden ogede og rettede Udgave, Kristiania, Olaf Norlis Forlag, 1904, p. 78.
Text Authorship:
- by Nils Collett Vogt (1864 - 1937), no title, appears in Fra Vaar til Høst, first published 1894 [author's text checked 1 time against a primary source]
Musical settings (art songs, Lieder, mélodies, (etc.), choral pieces, and other vocal works set to this text), listed by composer (not necessarily exhaustive):
- by Christian Sinding (1856 - 1941), "Sid ikke", op. 36 no. 1, published 1897 [ voice and piano ], from Fra Vaar til Høst, no. 1 [sung text checked 1 time]
Available translations, adaptations or excerpts, and transliterations (if applicable):
- FRE French (Français) (Pierre Mathé) , "Ne reste pas", copyright © 2014, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
- GER German (Deutsch) [singable] (Eugen von Enzberg) , "Rast' nimmer", first published 1897
Researcher for this text: Emily Ezust [Administrator]
This text was added to the website: 2009-07-29
Line count: 20
Word count: 123
Ne reste pas dans l'ombre des froides années à veiller sur les souvenirs défunts, lève-toi, lève-toi au grand jour qui flamboie de courage quand il passe. Et si tu es riche, alors la vie est riche, alors ses chants seront pour toi ; car tu es la vie, lève-toi et laisse les morts ensevelir les morts. On gaspille ses forces dans la tempête du printemps, on s'embrasse aux nouveaux jours, et nous sommes des dieux, des dieux sur la terre qui en riant piétinent les faibles. Nous ne connaissons ni la haine, ni le remords, ni la crainte ou la colère stérile, et le royaume de la terre est notre pays et le soleil notre chantre céleste. Notre chantre céleste, nous te suivrons jusqu'à l'été et ses lointaines fêtes : musiques tourbillonnantes qui enflent et s'éteignent dans le bruissement de l'orchestre de la vie.
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- Translation from Norwegian (Bokmål) to French (Français) copyright © 2014 by Pierre Mathé, (re)printed on this website with kind permission. To reprint and distribute this author's work for concert programs, CD booklets, etc., you may ask the copyright-holder(s) directly or ask us; we are authorized to grant permission on their behalf. Please provide the translator's name when contacting us.
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Based on:
- a text in Norwegian (Bokmål) by Nils Collett Vogt (1864 - 1937), no title, appears in Fra Vaar til Høst, first published 1894
This text was added to the website: 2014-05-08
Line count: 20
Word count: 142