If I’m rich just as the king of seas,
Shout for me to catch a fishing lure.
Both the water and the terrain spheres
I will gladly throw away for sure!

House of crystal, just for her, on the hill.
I would stay enchained like a guarding dog.
Oh, my crystal-clear, silver creeks and springs,
Oh, my placers that are full of gold!

There is no one to compare you with,
You can execute me, you can hang.
Look how much I am admiring thee,
As a painting by great Raphael!

House of crystal, just for her, on the hill.
I would stay enchained like a guarding dog.
Oh, my crystal-clear, silver creeks and springs,
Oh, my placers that are full of gold!

If I’m poor and, like a dog, alone,
And my house’s a poor thing but my own,
Will you help me in my need, O Lord?
Please don’t let my life be thrown overboard!

House of crystal, just for her, on the hill.
I would stay enchained like a guarding dog.
Oh, my crystal-clear, silver creeks and springs,
Oh, my placers that are full of gold!