Daughter of the miller, spirit so pure Dressed in white linen at the devil's door The demon found her and her innocence Spilled the red river and her youthfulness Handless maiden, where are you bound? Kingdom of angels or underground, underground Sweet soul of spring, you don't understand You picked the golden pear with your silver hands Silver hands, Silver hands, Silver hands The king took pity on white spirit dance And crowned the beauty with a pair of hands Handless maiden, where are you bound? Kingdom of angels or underground, underground Sweet soul of spring, you don't understand You picked the golden pear with your silver hands Silver hands, Silver hands, Silver hands Sweet little baby, sleeping in her room Sweet little baby, sleeping in her room Sweet little baby, sleeping in her room Sweet little baby, sleeping in her room