Die liebe Farbe
The Pleasant Colour

Die Schöne Müllerin The Miller's pretty Daughter

Müller

I will dress myself in green,
In weeping willow green,
My love loves green so much.
I’ll search out a cypress grove,
Through heath and heather I will rove,
My love loves green so much.

Up, hunt and away,
Up through heath and heather hunt the prey!
My love does love the chase.
The prey I’m hunting is called Death,
The heath I call Love’s dying breath,
My love does love the chase!

Dig my grave here on the lea,
With green turf now cover me.
No mourning cross, no flowers to be seen,
Green all around, nothing but green, but green,
My love’s so fond of green.