If I am rich like the king of the sea, Shout to me only: "Catch the spoon-bait!" And I will pour out my above and underwater world Without even thinking! The crystal house in the mountain is for her. I grew up myself in chains, alone like a dog. My springs are of silver, And my mines are of gold! If I hadn’t compared some other girl with you, Just put me to death, shoot me. Look how I admire you, Like Raphael’s Madonna! The crystal house in the mountain is for her. I grew up myself in chains, alone like a dog. My springs are of silver, And my mines are of gold! If I am poor and lonely like a dog, And my house is totally empty - Cause you’ll help me, God! And you won’t give me a crumpled life... The crystal house in the mountain is for her. I grew up myself in chains, alone like a dog. My springs are of silver, And my mines are of gold!
© Elisabeth ?. Translation, 2011