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
And no clothes, no folds
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!