Wait in thy chamber narrow, What wouldst thou here, my marrow? Wait in thy chamber, wait; I'll fetch thee, ere 'tis late. Hurrah! Hurrah! Hurrah! Leave me not long in sadness, Thou garden of love's gladness, Where blood-red roses breathe, And blossom flowers of death. Hurrah! Hurrah! Hurrah! Unsheathe thee then, thou treasure, Of soldier's eyes the pleasure; Come forth, my Sword, come forth, On! to the father's hearth! Hurrah! Hurrah! Hurrah! Aha! the glorious wedding, Here through the free air treading! How flames in sunshine bright, The steel so bridal white! Hurrah! Hurrah! Hurrah! On, on, ye brave contenders! Ye German true defenders! And if your hearts be cold, The loved-one to them hold! Hurrah! Hurrah! Hurrah! While on the left side sitting, Shy are her looks and flitting; But on the right, the bride Trusts God in all her pride. Hurrah! Hurrah! Hurrah! To iron mouth love-glowing, The bridal kiss bestowing, Be every lip applied; Curst he who leaves the bride! Hurrah! Hurrah! Hurrah! Now let the loved-one sing forth! The dazzling flashes spring forth! Fast dawns the marriage tide, Hurrah, thou Iron Bride! Hurrah! Hurrah! Hurrah!