Hagen: See them, from the east they ride, warriors pale as clay What do they want at our court? Ruedeger: My king, in mourning he lies, oh his queen has died Would she wear the crown of our lord?
With twelve knights I have arrived... ...and I offer her twelve realms
Hagen: No one may deny my misgiving She'll wreak vengeance on us She will gain her might Remember, revenge comes over us As long as blood runs through her veins Remember, revenge comes over us Until the day she fades away
Ruedeger: My queen, oh naught shall ever part us, save death alone Never she forgets, never she forgives! Weeping, of beauty and strength she is bereft So she'll wed the fierce king of the Huns
...sole she stood that night and hearkened. Everything seemed foreign and sinister. In this unknown realm the stars seemed even more numerous and the moon gleamed blue and cold. From that day on she turned imperceptible from the Burgundian princess, the queen of the Netherlands, to the mistress of the colossal realm of the Huns. Now she was made powerful and could strike against the enemies of Sifrit, for whom her heart still called...
Hagen: Though no forgiveness 'rose these years, she wants to see me Curse us, our downfall has begun Woe betide those, who mean harm, mischief against us all When all is said and done! Залито https://vk.com/leon32music