Erika.

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On the heath there stands a little flower fine
And it´s named Erica
All the bees are thinking that it will be mine
swarming round Erica
Full of sweetness is its little heart
Never will the floral scent depart
On the heath there stands a little flower fine
And it´s named Erica

In the homeland waits a little girl of mine
And she´s named Erica
Every day she's hoping that i will be fine
Don´t worry, Erica
When i come back from a distance land
I will sing this song and take her hand
In the homeland waits a little girl of mine
And she´s named Erica

On my grave theres stands  a little flower, too
And it´s named Erica
That's the flower which always reminds me you
Always bloom, Erica
Now alone is my poor little bride
Does she already know that i died?
In the homeland cries a little girl of mine
And she´s named Erica