Sifrit: All the years went by, so glad to be home As a lad I left, as a man I cease to roam Sigmunt: I see you safe and sound My son! Henceforth you're a knight, now kneel down
Sifrit: Fire and the blaze, from the dragonstone I come I shall be the heir, I gain the name of knight Raging years are lost, I'm in my prime, my youth has gone Long for adventure, even if I die
Forests so dark and deep, places I've never been You can see mist pounding in the trees Forests of ancient myth, where wondrous creatures live A castle ahead in the land of the dead
In the gleam of red torches burning Dwarves and giants leaving the black mouth of the mount With them comes to light, what has been forgotten My eyes felt compelled to watch on and on
Shiny armour, blades with precious stones, silver vessels and The chests with priceless dresses Crystal dishes, bags filled with rings, bracelets, brooches The shields with their decoration
Let me tell you the daring tale of The treasure of the elder I became king of the Nibelung Such an ease with Balmung's help An ease with Balmung's help...
...Balmung, forged in chthonic fires and able to carve through steel and stone and dragon's scale, was pledged to Sifrit. Even Albrich, obscured through the cloak of invisibility, could not stop him. So the dwarf surrender and bowed to the recent king of the Nibelung. To Wormez he rode with twelve valiants at his side... Залито https://vk.com/leon32music