Herz, mein Herz, sei nicht beklommen,
Und ertrage dein Geschick.
Neuer Frühling gibt zurück,
Was der Winter dir genommen.
Und wie viel ist dir geblieben,
Und wie schön ist noch die Welt!
Und, mein Herz, was dir gefällt,
Alles, alles darfst du lieben!
Сърце, мое сърце!
Сърце, мое сърце, не тъжи
и съдбата своя приеми, поне.
Настъпващата пролет ще ти върне, ...
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