One evening as I rambled
Among the springtime
I overheard a young woman
Converse with Rainer Dein
She said, young man be civil
My company forsake
Far to my good opinion
I fear you are a wreck
Oh no, my dear, I am no wreck
Cast up in Venus'
train
But I'm searching for concealment All from the Judge's man
Her cherry cheeks and ruby lips They lost their former dye
And she fell into his arms There alone in a mountain's hall
He kissed her once and he kissed her twice Till she came to again
And modestly she asked him Pray tell to me your name
He said, my dear, if you look for me
Perhaps you'll not me find
But I'll be in my castle In choir for Rainer Dein
Day and night she followed him
His eyes so bright did shine
And he led her over the mountains Did the sly boy do