Whitney High On A Rocky Ledge
High on a rocky ledge lives a mädel, Edelweiß
Shy as a shadow, lovely as lace, and cold as ice
High on a rocky ledge, I pledge my love to her
Ev´ry time I climb up to Paradise
How many times I´ve been up to see her, goodness knows
Huffing and puffing, dressed in the warmest climbing clothes
How many chances would be taken in my
Hopeless pursuit of the Schnee-Mädel-Edelweiß
Then spoke a spirit, "If you would win your Lady Love
There´s only one way: fall to your death from high above
You will begin to grow in snow beside the one
You have waited for to be mated with"
Now, I´m an Edel, vice to my Mädel, Edelweiß
Dying to be with her wasn´t any sacrifice
We´re so deliriously happy on our ledge
Where I pledge my love to my Lady Fair
You who are climbing breathless to see me and my love
Snow flowers growing fonder on Lover´s Ledge above
If you´ve the yen to pluck, then pluck us both
For we who have lived as one wish to die as one