Der Tod und das M├Ądchen
Death and the Maiden


On your way, be on your way,
Go, beastly Man of Bone!
Dear God, I am still young,
So, you leave me alone!

Give me your hand, you pretty little thing.
I am a friend, not one who harms.
Be of good cheer, you've nought to fear,
You shall sleep sweetly in my arms.