Minne [English translation]

You are rich, you are beautiful

I have seen you yesterday

I now I long for your sweet mouth

Eyes meek as the moonshine

I would strew rose petals

Verses I give you from the deepest ground of my heart

But you unreachable far in perpetuity

I will be a pipe dream

Which broke in my heart

And since then I curse every clock hour

I am poor, you are rich

My hands are not soft

Because he world is anything but a garden

Where many flowers blossom

Roses, violets and jasmine

And so I have to wait until the Day of Judgement

Tears burn hot in my eyes

Alas, what happened to me

Since my eyes have seen you

All time I curse every clock hour

I am poor, you are rich

Black and white, cold and hot

Alas, the bale burns in me like a wound

Rather hell freezes

Unsatisfiable me and you

All time I curse every clock hour

Your hand will never touch me

I am here, you are there

Alas, I will never be close to you

All time I curse every clock hour