Neue Kameradschaft
Language: German (Deutsch)
Bist nun von uns ein Kamerad
Im Stollen und am Herd,
Und zeigen soll es Wort und That,
Daß wir einander werth.
Des Abgrunds Grauen mache nicht
Erbleichen uns're Wang',
Kein Gnom' verhind're uns're Schicht,
Kein Wetter mach' uns bang'.
Nicht schrecke uns die falsche Flut
Mit tosend wildem Schwall,
Und keine Felswand beug' den Muth
Durch ihren grausen Fall.
Befahren sei beherzt und kühn
Der todesschwangre Schacht,
Und freudig soll das Herz uns glüh'n
In wilder Bergmannsschlacht.
Entrungen sei durch unsre Kraft
Das Erz des Gnomen Hand,
Damit's nach tausendjährger Haft
Zum Nutzen sei dem Land.
Ist dann vollbracht die Knappenfahrt
Geselligen Vereins,
So labe uns nach Bergmannsart
Ein Becher goldnen Weins.
Und reißt von hier dich wieder fort
Ein wechselndes Geschick,
So denkst du, wo du bist vor Ort,
Wohl noch an uns zurück.
D'rum eh' erwählt der neue Pfad,
Die Gläser froh geleert:
Glückauf, du neuer Kamerad
Im Stollen und am Heerd!
Confirmed with Aus der Teufe. Bergmännische Dichtungen von Dr. Johann Nep. Vogl, zweite vermehrte Auflage, Wien: Verlag von Carl Gerold's Sohn, 1856, pages 55-56
Note: It really is "Herd" in the first stanza and "Heerd" in the last stanza.
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- ENG English (Sharon Krebs) , title 1: "New comradeship", copyright © 2016, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
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New comradeship
Language: English after the German (Deutsch)
You are now a comrade of ours
In the tunnels and at the smelter,
And word and deed shall show
That we are fond of each other.
The horrors of the depths shall not
Cause our cheeks to pale,
May no gnome hinder our shift,
May no weather alarm us.
May no false rivers frighten us
With their roaring wild torrents,
And may no rocky wall suppress our courage
When it collapses horrifically.
May valiantly and boldly be plied
The shaft that is pregnant with death,
And our hearts shall glow joyfully
In the wild battles of miners.
May through our strength the ore
Be wrested from the hand of the gnome,
So that after an imprisonment of a thousand years
It may be of use to the land.
When our descent has been completed
In companionable unity,
Then, after the habit of miners, may
We be refreshed with a beaker of golden wine.
And if a changeable fate tears you
Away from here again,
Then may you, wherever you are,
Still think back fondly of us.
Therefore before the new path is chosen
Let us empty our glasses joyfully:
Good luck, you new comrade
Of the tunnels and of the smelter!
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