Die Luft ist kühl und es dunkelt, Ja kalt, nun friert der Rhein; Der Gipfel des Berges funkelt Im Abendsonnenschein.
Die schönste Jungfrau sitzet Dort oben wunderbar; Ihr goldenes Geschmeide blitzet, Sie kämmt ihr goldenes Haar.
Sie kämmt es mit goldenem Kamme Und singt ein Lied dabei; Das hat eine wundersame, Gewaltige Melodei.
Willst, feiner Knabe, du mit mir gehen? Wir wiegen und tanzen an nächtlichen Rhein "Komm lieber Freund, komm, geh mit mir Gar schöne Spiele spiel ich mit dir.
Siehst Bruder, du den Erlkönig nicht? Den Erlkönig mit Kron und Schweif? – Er ist im Bild, kein Nebelstreif.
bildene ledet meg rett inn i alveland: 1.I cannot determine the meaning Of sorrow that fills my breast: A fable of old, through it streaming, Allows my mind no rest.
The air is cool in the gloaming And gently flows the Rhine. The crest of the mountain is gleaming In fading rays of sunshine. 2. The loveliest maiden is sitting Up there, so wondrously fair; Her golden jewelry is glist'ning; She combs her golden hair. She combs with a gilded comb, preening, And sings a song, passing time. It has a most wondrous, appealing And pow'rful melodic rhyme. 3. The boatman aboard his small skiff, Has no eye for the jagged cliff, - His thoughts on the heights fear forsake. In And that, with her dulcet-voiced power Was done by the Loreley.
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The air is cool in the gloaming And *frozen* is the Rhine. The crest of the mountain is gleaming Up there, so wondrously fair; 2 The loveliest maiden is sitting Up there, so wondrously fair Her golden jewelry is glist'ning; She combs her golden hair. She combs with a gilded comb, preening, And songs make us passing all time. It has a most wondrous, appealing We willingly enter her shrine.. 3 I think that this sight will dewour *Each viewer* by and by, And that, *with his Photo-art power Was done by Arvid, I say. *
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Die Luft ist kühl und es dunkelt,
Ja kalt, nun friert der Rhein;
Der Gipfel des Berges funkelt
Im Abendsonnenschein.
Die schönste Jungfrau sitzet
Dort oben wunderbar;
Ihr goldenes Geschmeide blitzet,
Sie kämmt ihr goldenes Haar.
Sie kämmt es mit goldenem Kamme
Und singt ein Lied dabei;
Das hat eine wundersame,
Gewaltige Melodei.
Willst, feiner Knabe, du mit mir gehen?
Wir wiegen und tanzen an nächtlichen Rhein
"Komm lieber Freund, komm, geh mit mir
Gar schöne Spiele spiel ich mit dir.
Siehst Bruder, du den Erlkönig nicht?
Den Erlkönig mit Kron und Schweif? –
Er ist im Bild, kein Nebelstreif.
Vakkert. Synd jeg ikke pugget gloser i tysktimene for nesten 50 år siden.
bildene ledet meg rett inn i alveland:
1.I cannot determine the meaning
Of sorrow that fills my breast:
A fable of old, through it streaming,
Allows my mind no rest.
The air is cool in the gloaming
And gently flows the Rhine.
The crest of the mountain is gleaming
In fading rays of sunshine.
2. The loveliest maiden is sitting
Up there, so wondrously fair;
Her golden jewelry is glist'ning;
She combs her golden hair.
She combs with a gilded comb, preening,
And sings a song, passing time.
It has a most wondrous, appealing
And pow'rful melodic rhyme.
3. The boatman aboard his small skiff,
Has no eye for the jagged cliff, -
His thoughts on the heights fear forsake.
In And that,
with her dulcet-voiced power
Was done by the Loreley.
CLICK ON FULL SCREEN AND GET LOST WITH SCHILLER:
The air is cool in the gloaming
And *frozen* is the Rhine.
The crest of the mountain is gleaming
Up there, so wondrously fair;
2
The loveliest maiden is sitting
Up there, so wondrously fair
Her golden jewelry is glist'ning;
She combs her golden hair.
She combs with a gilded comb, preening,
And songs make us passing all time.
It has a most wondrous, appealing
We willingly enter her shrine..
3
I think that this sight will dewour
*Each viewer* by and by,
And that,
*with his Photo-art power
Was done by Arvid, I say. *
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