Erika [English translation]

On the heath there blooms a tiny flower

And it's called: Heather.

One hundred thousand little bees eagerly

swarm around Heather.

In its heart great sweetness can be found

Tender scents escape the blossom-gown.

On the heath there blooms a tiny flower

And it's called: Heather.

Back at the homestead there lives a lovely girl,

and her name: Heather.

This madam is my one truest beloved,

and my joy, Heather.

When the heath in reddish purple grows,

I sing her this song to say hello.

On the heath there blooms a tiny flower

And it's called: Heather.

In my camping site blooms too a flower

and it's called Heather.

Already in grey dawn as in twilight,

Looks to me, Heather.

And it faces me, as if to say:

"Are you yearning for your fiancée?

Back at home there weeps for you a lovely girl

and her name: Heather."