If cold, pain and light frustrate you,
And you crown the night into daytime,
The daily routine shall not encrust you
As long as you spoil the night.
My star will always show you the path
And everlastingly stay by your side, silently.
The grave opens, the gate gets wide,
Here comes the Earl of darkness...
Advent, advent,
My star, it burns.
All of you can hold it.
Let us therefore celebrate
This trend
And delight our throats.
It is time,
Advent, advent
The first candle is burning here.
The time is ripe, the ground quivers,
There is only one, the scene lives