So let me shine till I become
Don't take off my white dress!
I hurry from the lovely earth
Down into that dark house
There I'll rest for a brief silence
Then the fresh gaze opens
Then I leave the pure shell
The girdle and the wreath behind
And those heavenly figures
They don't ask about man or woman
Surround the transfigured body
True, I lived without care or toil
Yet I felt deep pain enough
From sorrow I aged too early
Make me forever, forever young again!