Brahms Die Trauernde Op. 7/5

Mei Mueter mag mi net,
Und kein Schatz han i net,
Ei warum sterb' i net,
Was tu i do?

Gestern isch Kirchweih g'wä,
Mi hot mer g'wis net g'seh,
Denn mir isch's gar so weh,
I tanz ja net.

Laßt die drei Rose stehn,
Die an dem Kreuzle blühn:
Hent ihr das Mädle kennt,
Die drunter liegt?

My mother doesn't like me,
And no sweetheart do I have,
Oh why don't I die?
What am I doing here?

Yesterday there was a church fair,
But of course no one saw me,
For I am so unhappy
that I do not dance at all.

Let them be, those three roses
that bloom near the little cross:
Were you acquainted with the little maiden
who lies under it?

(Volkslieder)