Fourth song

O thou the last fulfilment of life,

Death, my death, come and whisper to me!

Day after day I have kept watch for thee;

for thee have I borne the joys and pangs of life.

All that I am, that I have, that I hope

and all my love have ever flowed towards thee

in depth of secrecy.

One final glance from thine eyes

and my life will be ever thine own.

The flowers have been woven and the garland

is ready for the bridegroom.

After the wedding the bride shall leave her home

and meet her lord alone

in the solitude of night.