Like a death-foreboding, dusk veils the lands
Envelops the valley in dark attire
The soul that longs for those heights
Trembles before its flight through night and dread!
Then you appear, O loveliest of stars
You send your gentle light afar
Your dear beam parts the nightly dusk
And kindly shows the way out of the valley
O you my gracious evening star
I've always loved to greet you
From the heart that never betrayed her
Greet her as she passes by you
When she rises above the valley of earth
To become a blessed angel there
When she rises above the valley of earth
To become a blessed angel there