Engl. Transl.  Franck M.  O daß ich dich
Motette Nr. 4 aus dem "Hohe-Lied"-Zyklus

I wish that you were my brother,
that my mother had nursed you at her breast.
Then, if I met you in the street,
i could kiss you and no one would mind.
I would take you
to my mother's house,
where you could teach me love.
I would give you
spiced wine,
my pomegranate wine to drink.
Your left hand is under my head,
and your right hand caresses me.