One found her behind the house,
a cloth in her mouth and lead in her body,
so she lay there, two days already
in her most beautiful dress
It was so sad to see her,
what had just happened?
Poor, poor Ellen Schmitt,
a shot in the heart and you were dead.
Poor, poor Ellen Schmitt
they found you at dawn.
In a room in the attic
she gave herself to the young man,
that was first her lover and then,
later became her murderer.
It was so sad to see her,
how could all of this just happened?
Poor, poor Ellen Schmitt,
a shot in the heart and you were dead.
Poor, poor Ellen Schmitt
they found you at dawn.
And the moral of the story:
never travel alone, do not proceed,
going with with strange men
will make you like the poor Ellen Schmitt!
Poor, poor Ellen Schmitt,
a shot in the heart and you were dead.
Poor, poor Ellen Schmitt
they found you at dawn.