The bells are ringing.

1. The bells are ringing, the heart is torn by grief, ; Sobbing and painful sighs are heard. ; Bitter tears fall on the coffin, ; Listen now to her farewell. ; ; 2. Greater than all pain, a pain, ; When a mother lies on a bier. ; From broken hearts a wailing wails, ; And that pain never heals. ; ; 3. Come, my dears, let me say goodbye, ; Before the final journey must be taken. ; Let me bless you with gentle words, ; With the kindness of my loving heart. ; ; 4. I now kiss the blessed hands, ; Which raised me well. ; My mother, now God is with you, ; May God bless you for your kindness. ; ; 5. You have always loved me so, ; As one should love a good child. ; Never forget my memory, ; Ask God for mercy for me. ; ; 6. I have now finished my final farewell, ; The bell can now ring, so that I may weep. ; Accompany me for the last time, ; Make my cold body weep. ; ; 7. Understand, my good children, pray, ; That you may see me again in heaven. ; Bear this blow here, ; Give me the consolation of the Lord Jesus. ; ; 8. My dear children, I speak to you, ; Always trust in the Lord God. ; Take care of your mother. ; You will comfort her in her sorrow. ; Then when I too can reach God, - to the melody of line 3 ; I pray for the souls of all of you. - to the tune of line 4