On the heath, there blooms a little floret

And it's called Erika

Eagerly, hundred thousand little bees

Swarm around Erika

For her heart is full of sweetness

A tender scent escapes her blossom-gown

On the heath, there blooms a little floret

And it's called Erika

Back at home, there lives a young maiden

And she's called Erika

That girl is my faithful little darling

And my joy, Erika

When the heather blooms in a reddish purple

I sing her this song in greeting

On the hеath, there blooms a little florеt

And it's called Erika