The sun illuminates us
It's blue up on the hill
The boys are looking glum
The maiden is getting married
In her beautiful white dress
She sways her hips a bit
Her virtue is already swinging1
Into the arms of her young lover
On their knees before the priest
They're now only a single being
From this moment on
They have all the rights given by God and the king
The young groom moves forward
He gives a bow
He unties the white dress
He reveals the white bosom
And the old women of the village
Who are there in accordance with custom
Are already crossing themselves:
The princess will know joy
The sun kills us
It's white up on the hill
By scratching her chest2
The maiden is getting married
We see her become a woman
In her body and in her soul
The whole crowd applauds her:
Hallelujah, hallelujah
We don't have any shame here
About loving each other in front of the world
The pleasure of loving
Has only ever upset the spurned
May love guide them
And follow them from page to page
Throughout the whole picture book
That I drew for you
For you, for you
For you
1. I'm not entirely sure how to properly translate 'balancer' in this case2. This is a literal translation but I'm not sure if I'm misinterpreting it as it sounds very strange to me