| Rhenish Scenes, 5 | ||||||||||
| The Lorelei | ||||||||||
| for Jean Sève | ||||||||||
| At Bacharach there was a blonde enchantress
She let all the lovelorn men languish The bishop summoned her before his tribunal He absolved her in advance on account of her beauty Beautiful Lorelei your eyes are filled with jewels What magician gave you the power to cast spells I’m weary of life and my eyes are cursed Those who behold me bishop must perish My eyes are filled with fire not jewels Cast to the flames these spells I’m burning in those flames lovely Lorelei Let another condemn you you’ve bewitched me You’re laughing Bishop Pray for me rather to Blessed Mary Put me to death and may God defend you My lover has gone to a distant country Put me to death I love nothing now My heart grieves me since he’s not here My heart grieves me since the day he departed The Bishop called for three armed knights Take this mad woman off to the convent Go in your madness Lorelei go with your trembling eyes You’ll become nun in a habit of black and white Then they went on their way all four The Lorelei pleaded with them her eyes shone like stars Knights let me climb that lofty rock So I can look on my castle on last time So I can behold myself once more in the river For I’m going to a convent amongst virgins and widows The wind twined her loosened hair as she stood on high The Knights called Lorelei Lorelei Below on the Rhine a skiff draws near My lover steers it he sees me he’s calling My heart grows tender my lover draws near She leaned forward then and plummeted into the Rhine For she’d seen the lovely Lorelei in the stream Her eyes like the Rhine her hair like the sun Schinderhannes |
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