You, my heart's crown - you are made of sheer gold

You, my heart's crown - you are made of sheer gold.

When others are beside you, then you are only more beautiful.

The others like to be so clever, but you are so gentle and quiet:

that you delight every heart is your good luck, not your active intent.

The othes search for love and good will with a thousand false words,

but you, without an artful tongue or eye, are considered worthy in every place.

You are like a rose in the forest: you know nothing of your own bloom,

but everyone who passes by rejoices in his mind to see you.