In Augsburg stands a lofty house

In Augsburg stands a lofty house,

near the old cathedral.

Out into the bright morning steps

a pious maiden;

a hymn rings out

and to the cathedral

the dear figure goes.

There in front of Mary's sacred image

she kneels down to pray:

Heaven has filled her heart

and all earthly joy flees:

"O Virgin pure!

Let me be

yours alone!"

When the muffled toll of the bells

awakens the worshippers,

the maiden walks along the halls:

she does not know what she is wearing;

upon her head

bright with Heaven's gleam,

there is a wreath of lilies.

With astonishment gaze all the people

at this little wreath, bright in her hair,

but the maiden does not go far;

She steps in front of the high altar:

"Dedicate me as a nun,

me, your poor maid!

Die, love and joy!"

God, grant that this maiden

may wear her wreathe in peace;

she is my heart's true love,

and she will remain so until Judgment Day.

She does not know it,

and my heart is breaking;

Die, love and light!