The virgin sits in her room and cries

And the young Sven asks what’s that noise

And the young Sven asks what’s that noise

My dearest, what troubles you so much?

And I’ll build a bridge of steel for you

And fifty-five will ride at your side

And fifty-five will ride ahead and behind you

My dearest, what troubles you so much?

I worry, I worry, I worry so much

I worry that I’m too young

I worry that the bridal crown will be too heavy

My dearest, what troubles you so much?

I worry, I worry, I worry so much

I worry that I’m too young

I worry that the bridal crown will be too heavy

My dearest, what troubles you so much?

The virgin sits in her room and cries

And the young Sven asks what’s that noise

And the young Sven asks what’s that noise

My dearest, what troubles you so much?

And I’ll build a bridge of steel for you

And fifty-five will ride at your side

And fifty-five will ride ahead and behind you

My dearest, what troubles you so much?

My dearest, what troubles you so much?

My dearest, what troubles you so much?

My dearest, what troubles you so much?