Erika

On the heath, a little flower blooms
And it's called, Erika!
Hot from a hundred thousand little bees
Is swarmed, Erika!

For her heart is full of sweetness
A delicate scent emanates from the floral dress
On the heath, a little flower blooms
And it's called, Erika!

In the homeland lives a little maiden
And she's called, Erika!
This girl is my faithful little treasure
And my happiness, Erika!

When the heather blooms red-purple
I sing this song to greet her
On the heath, a little flower blooms
And it's called, Erika!

In my little room, a flower also blooms
And it's called: Erika
Already at dawn and at twilight
It looks at me, Erika

And then it seems to me, as if it speaks loudly
Do you also think of your little bride?
In the homeland, a maiden weeps for you
And she's called: Erika