Оригинален текст
Put in chaines the poor girl suffered
And the duke creates his plans
He send Franziskus the old Monk,
So she would learn about her fate
Monk:</i> "The lords not master of his temper
He will kill your father, kill your man
Give in, I plead you, or hell make it true!"
Girl:</i> "Oh, Franziskus, I cant do it
Been so happy but it faded
I love my father
I love my man
I will be faithful, whatever will come!"
Beeing told her decision
The lord explodes:</i> "She lived to die, now it will be!"