Listen to me, O Maiden of the Cold World,
The one who bears a seed of my heart.
The ruler of The Moon and of The Sun,
From miles-to-miles, I've been looking for your herb.
I have seen hundreds colorful flowers
but none of them has the elixir of life.
It's only for you my soul ready to suffer,
O Princess, ordained by The God itself.
If I am allowed to say a word: that:
Beyond any beautiful song you are.
Thus, let my blood sing a song about you
when your breath slices my neck.
You are my kingdom, O my Edel!
Your pistil is where I lay my heart in.
I have seven souls, but they'll become one
as I stride through your grass
You are the one who never leaves me.
whenever the cold air eats me
a soft fragrance which saves my life
flows tenderly between the thousand stars.
(O Edelweiss, you are the simplest one
You are the image of God;
O Edelweiss, you are the purest one
You are always in my heart;)
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