In the Rhine, in the fair stream
Friedrich Wilhelm Stade
In the Rhine, in the holy stream
Is it mirrored in the waves -
With its great cathedral -
That great, holy city Cologne.
In the Cathedral stands an image
Painted on golden leather;
Into the wildness of my life
Has it shone, friendly.
Flowers and little cherubs hover
Around our beloved Lady;
The eyes, the lips, the cheeks--
They match my beloved's exactly.