Poetry

Wotan und Brunhilde

Brunhilde war stark mit träumenden Herz.
Sein ganzes Leben gab es ihr nur Schmerz.
Nun kam Siegfried her und gab ihr alles,
Liebe und Flammen und die Kraft Todes.

Odin, the blind seer,
In his hall up high
Saw the lovers nigh :
At them cast his spear.

Now always entwined,
The lovers begun
Their march to the sun,
Where their bliss they’d find.

Odin took the girl
From the loving boy,
Forever in joy
In death he will swirl.

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