by Adolf Friedrich, Graf von Schack (1815 - 1894)
Translation © by Sharon Krebs

Nur Mut!
Language: German (Deutsch) 
Our translations:  CAT DUT ENG FRE ITA
Lass' das Zagen, trage mutig
Deine Sorgen, deine Qual,
Sei die Wunde noch so blutig,
Heilen wird sie doch einmal.

Unter tiefer Eisesdecke
Träumt die junge Knospe schon,
Daß der Frühling sie erwecke
Mit der Lieder holdem Ton.

Nur empor den Blick gewendet,
Und durch düst'res Wolkengrau
Bricht zuletzt, daß es dich blendet,
Glorreich noch des Himmels Blau.

Aber auch die trüben Stunden
Und die Tränen, die du weinst,
Glaub', wie Freuden, die entschwunden,
Süßer scheinen sie dir einst.

Und mit Wehmut, halb nur heiter,
Scheidest du für immerdar
Von dem Leiden, dem Begleiter,
Der so lange treu dir war.

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Musical settings (art songs, Lieder, mélodies, (etc.), choral pieces, and other vocal works set to this text), listed by composer (not necessarily exhaustive):

Available translations, adaptations or excerpts, and transliterations (if applicable):

  • CAT Catalan (Català) (Salvador Pila) , "Coratge, tan sols!", copyright © 2020, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
  • DUT Dutch (Nederlands) [singable] (Lau Kanen) , "Houd moed!", copyright © 2019, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
  • ENG English (Sharon Krebs) , "Only have courage!", copyright © 2013, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
  • FRE French (Français) (Guy Laffaille) , "Seulement du courage !", copyright © 2013, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
  • ITA Italian (Italiano) (Ferdinando Albeggiani) , "Adesso, coraggio!", copyright © 2014, (re)printed on this website with kind permission


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This text was added to the website between May 1995 and September 2003.
Line count: 20
Word count: 100

Only have courage!
Language: English  after the German (Deutsch) 
Leave off your hesitating, courageously bear
Your anxieties, your torment,
Be the wound ever so bloody,
At some point it shall heal.

Under a deep blanket of ice
The young bud is already dreaming
That spring will awaken it
With the lovely sound of songs.

Only lift your gaze upwards,
And through the gloomy grey of the clouds
The blue heavens shall finally break
So gloriously that you shall be dazzled by it.

But the dreary hours, too,
And the tears that you weep,
Only believe that like joys that have passed away
They shall seem all the sweeter to you someday.

And with melancholy, only half merry,
You shall part forever
From the suffering, that companion
Who for so long was true to you.

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  • Translation from German (Deutsch) to English copyright © 2013 by Sharon Krebs, (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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This text was added to the website: 2013-02-25
Line count: 20
Word count: 125