Merrily we sailed along Though the waves were plenty strong Down the twisting river Rhine Following the song Legend's faded storyline Tried to warn us all Oh, they called her Loreley Careful or you'll fall...
Oh the stories we were told Quite a vision to behold Mysteries of the seas In her eyes of gold Laying on the silver stone Such a lonely sight Barnacles become a throne My poor Loreley...
And the winds would cry and many men would die and all the waves would bow down to the Loreley... And the winds would cry and many men would die and all the waves would bow down to the Loreley...
You will not believe your eyes How a voice could hypnotize Promises are only lies From Loreley In a shade of mossy green Seashell in her hand She was born the river queen Ne'er to grace the land...
And the winds would cry and many men would die and all the waves would bow down to the Loreley... And the winds would cry and many men would die and all the waves would bow down to the Loreley...
Oh the song of Loreley Charms the moon right from the sky She will get inside your mind Loveley Loreley When she cries: Be with me Until the end of time You know you will ever be With your Loreley
And the winds would cry and many men would die and all the waves would bow down to the Loreley... And the winds would cry and many men would die and all the waves would bow down to the Loreley...
And the winds would cry and many men would die and all the waves would bow down to the Loreley... And the winds would cry and many men would die and all the waves would bow down to the Loreley...
Весело плывём вперёд, Хоть волна о борт и бьёт – Вьётся вдаль могучий Рейн, Песня нас ведёт. Дух легенд и грёз о ней Нас предупреждал – Её звали Лорелей, Леди серых скал.
Все мы слышали не раз О красавице рассказ – Чудеса вод морских В блеске её глаз. Камни светят серебром, Одиноко ей; Из ракушек сложен трон Бедной Лорелей.
Плач ветров сильней, Не избежать смертей, И волны вновь склонятся перед Лорелей.
Песнями приятно ей Очаровывать людей – Обещаниям не верь Нежной Лорелей. В изумрудной тени мха Рук лилейный плен... Королевство ей – река, Суша – пыль и тлен.
Плач ветров сильней, Не избежать смертей, И волны вновь склонятся перед Лорелей.
Песни-чары Лорелей Спустят месяц с неба к ней, Все сердца открыты ей – Милой Лорелей. Если плачет: "Будь со мной До скончанья дней!" – Ты найдёшь на дне покой Вместе с Лорелей.
Плач ветров сильней, Не избежать смертей, И волны вновь склонятся перед Лорелей...