Oh, my lovely maiden, 
I am happy for your love! 
With your forehead pressed against my chest 
You melt in mute delight. 

So much flame is in your eyes! 
So much bliss is on your lips! 
Your chest quivers, you tremble all over. 
You wordlessly give vows to me. 

The kisses continue without speaking. 
I drink in the delight of your love 
In imperturbable silence… 
But if you betray me? 

Oh, my poor maiden! 
I will be both wild and dark, 
And I will raise a storm of death 
Toward you and your lover!

Blood will steam, a scream will rush forth, 
And I will press against your lips, 
I will tear out the last sound of speech, 
The last glance of your eyes. 

Winged dreams of love, 
Of hope, of happiness - forgive me for all; 
I saw you in a perfidious dream, 
But no - you never will betray me.