. Above the cathedral in Cologne There the white angels fly Mingling with God's heir in the sky Heaven is happy seeing its own. Sweet Cologne,cute Cologne In you Heaven has a bride Who radiates its glory and pride Your beauty is the beacon of its zone. I hear the Lord's anointing tone: Blessed is the head and the hand That dwell in and uphold my land Blessed is him that builds Cologne. Dear Cologne, sweet Cologne - Shining beacon of heavenly zone.