The Legend of Loreley
I do not know what haunts me, What saddened my mind all day; An age-old tale confounds me, A spell I cannot allay.
The air is cool and in twilight The Rhine's dark waters flow; The peak of the mountain in highlight Reflects the evening glow.
There sits a lovely maiden Above so wondrous fair, With shining jewels laden, She combs her golden hair.
It falls through her comb in a shower, And over
The air is cool and in twilight The Rhine's dark waters flow; The peak of the mountain in highlight Reflects the evening glow.
There sits a lovely maiden Above so wondrous fair, With shining jewels laden, She combs her golden hair.
It falls through her comb in a shower, And over
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