With hunger and cold I spend the night
The day has as ever not brought me something to eat
My faithful companion since my father's death
Is his lute which he gave me before he died
The mother ran away to a far-away place
For the favor of a man she chased me away
I stroll now, sing sad songs
The night is really cold, maybe I never wake again
But there I see eyes so glowing and red
In times of need the devil is after me
I hear his voice, which gently speaks to me
"I have an offer for you, don't fear
Fame and money I give to you and much more
The first woman you love, give her to me for that"
I never loved anyone and that's the way it will always be
The deal should with this be sealed
Now I stand at the window, look out into the night
And live a life which was made by the devil
Now I play again, as if by magic
The songs resound in a mightily tone
In the intoxication of the music the people are mesmerized
The king of minstrels I am called
Wealth and lust are my life now
The hearts of the women are devoted to me
Whatever I want, it is given to me
I'm not familiar with consideration and moderation
Now I stand at the window, look out into the night
And live a life which was made by the devil
There suddenly it happens, I look into her face
The shining eyes - like sunlight
She looks at me and directly into my heart
I felt the truth like a furious pain
She had right away captivated my senses
But it seems like I will never again reach her
Because the devil's grimace is already grinning at me
Reminds me of the vowed ban
Soon he disappeared into the dark woods
His laughter resounding far into the twilight
I her her crying and she stares at me
The devil took her and she never returned