A Gift To The Nymph - How Hagen Seized The Hoard

Kriemhilt:

Oh, my grief let my face turn to stone and

I will not rest as long as he walks under the sun!

Hagen:

Alas, the hoard dwells futile in the dwarven realm

So might come to these lands the gold of the nibelung!

Kriemhilt:

I might forgive him with my lips, but

Never ever with my heart

Oh, they hear me mourn all the time so greatly,

How could I think he'd bear him hate?

Hagen:

I'm the one who did the deed, but appraisal

Never ever seemed so far

She will never be a friend of mine,

To walk alone shall be my fate!

Both:

Now we are kings of the nibelung

Since ancient times he who owns the hoard bears his name

May he do no harm, many fathoms deep to lie

Never in mans hands, so he shalt be a gift to the nymph

Hagen:

All men know that my thought and wish are honour

Power, wealth, but inside hate is breeding

Kriemhilt:

So I may relieve the poor, abet the widows

With my gold I gain for my service so many a man!

Hagen:

She might forgive me with her lips, but

Never ever with her heart

Oh, we hear her mourn all the time so greatly,

How could she think I'd bear him hate?

Kriemhilt:

He's the one who did the deed, but appraisal

Never ever seemed so far

I will never be a friend of him,

To walk alone shall be his fate!

...Like dying stars the precious stones vanished into the river. First pale

And umbral, then clear and sweet the nymph with the golden hair

Appeared before his eyes and gave him a smile. Grown grim he threw gold

And jewellery to her, for she should be wealthier than all queens on earth.

But heedless she contemned the treasure and laughed at him, so much she

Pitied the living...

Kriemhilt:

Why is this illusive peace so painful? I could cry

And I ask what's to be done with the hoard

Hagen:

In that moonless stormy night my ship sails to the rine

I know that I have the curse of us all aboard

Kriemhilt:

I know of your evil plan, but you're

Impossible to defeat

Look! Neither flame nor sword can wound you!

How shall I now avenge his death?

Hagen:

Now the treasure won't do any harm, and

Some day you may leave me be

With your brothers I have sworn the oath,

That he will dwell until we're dead!