O youth, o lovely time of roses

Of all the lovely youths in the world

there is one that pleases me the most;

he has a red mouth and dark brown hair;

well will I love him forever and more.

The dimples in his cheeks,

the dimple in his chin,

there was I held captive,

with my entire light-hearted mind,

and in those blue eyes

I looked well;

my entire life's days I would

spend captivated there!

O youth, o lovely time of roses!

The paths and bridges are strewn with flowers;

the sky stands open and one can see angels.

Would that I could remain with you, darling of my heart!