(From: Klitten)
Translated by Ed Bernthal

“Rise up! Sing me a happy song, my maiden,
That you can hear from far and wide.”

All over the fields around Lohsa
All the way to the border of Litschen.’

The maiden sounded out the happy song
That could be heard far and wide.

The loved one hurried home from Biere
He hurried past his loved one.

He threw a bad look at her
It made her tremble in her heart

‘Why, my loved one, why the bad look
That made me tremble so in my heart.’

“Why should I not look at you so bad
Since you are such a poor child?”

“Since you are such a poor child
And I am the great merchant’s son.”

‘Did you not know that before, my loved one,
That I am a poor child?’

‘Why did you come to me on your knees
The night when you were at Biere?’

‘Even in the dark room
Even in the gloomy corner.’

‘Didn’t you dream in your head
Didn’t you tire your feet?’

Therefore, maidens, better stay in your bed
Then to get involved with a youth.

They love her only for a little while
But in their hearts there is a deceiving mind.

The youth might be trusted by an old [Censored]
But should never be trusted by a young maiden.



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