The Rhinegold & The Valkyrie. The Ring of the Niblung, part 1. Рихард Вагнер

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I will believe!

      FLOSSHILDE [Dives down to Alberich.

      How senseless are ye,

      Silly sisters,

      Not to see he is fair!

      ALBERICH [Hastening towards her.

      I well may deem them

      Dull and ill-favoured,

      Seeing how lovely thou art!

      FLOSSHILDE

      Sing on! Thy song,

      So soft and sweet,

      Entrancing sounds in my ear!

      ALBERICH [Caressing her with confidence.

      My heart burns

      And flutters and fails,

      Flattered by praises so sweet!

      FLOSSHILDE [Gently resisting him.

      Thy grace and beauty

      Make glad my eye;

      And thy smile refreshes

      My soul like balm

      [She draws him tenderly towards her.

      Dearest of men!

      ALBERICH

      Sweetest of maids!

      FLOSSHILDE

      Wert thou but mine!

      ALBERICH

      Wert mine for ever!

      FLOSSHILDE [Ardently.

      To be pierced by thy glance,

      To be pricked by thy beard,

      To see and to feel them for aye!

      Might thy hair hard as bristles

      Flow ever more

      Enraptured Flosshilde wreathing!

      And thy form like a frog's,

      And the croak of thy voice—

      O could I, dumb with amaze,

      Marvel forever on these!

      WOGLINDE and WELLGUNDE

      [Dive down close to them and laugh.

      Ha! ha! ha! ha! ha! ha!

      ALBERICH [Starting in alarm.

      Wretches, dare ye thus scoff?

      FLOSSHILDE [Suddenly darting away from him.

      A suitable end to the song.

      [She swims up quickly with her sisters.

      WOGLINDE AND WELLGUNDE [Laughing.

      Ha! ha! ha! ha! ha! ha!

      ALBERICH [In a wailing voice.

      Woe's me! Ah, woe's me!

      Alas! Alas!

      The third one, so dear,

      Does she too betray?

      O sly and shameful

      Worthless and dissolute wantons!

      Live ye on lies

      Alone, O ye false nixie brood?

      THE THREE RHINE-MAIDENS

      Wallala! Wallala!

      Lalalelai leialalei!

      Heia! Heia! ha! ha!

      Shame on thee goblin,

      Scolding down yonder!

      Cease, and do as we bid thee!

      Faint-hearted wooer,

      Why couldst not hold

      The maid, when won, more fast?

      True are we,

      And troth we keep

      With lovers when once caught.

      Grasp then and hold;

      Away with all fear!

      In the waves we scarce can escape.

      Wallala!

      Lalaleia! Leialalei!

      Heia! Heia! Ha hei!

      [They swim apart hither and thither, now lower, now higher, to provoke Alberich to give chase.

      The Rhine-Maidens teasing Alberich.

      ALBERICH

      Fiercely within me

      Passionate fires

      Consume and flame!

      Love and fury,

      Wild, resistless,

      Lash me to frenzy!

      So laugh and lie your fill—

      One of you I desire,

      And one must yield to my yearning!

      [He starts chasing them with desperate energy. He climbs with terrible agility, and, springing from rock to rock, tries to catch one maiden after another. They keep eluding him with mocking laughter. He stumbles and falls into the abyss, and clambers up quickly again and resumes the chase. They sink down a little towards him; he almost reaches them, but falls, back again, and once more tries to catch them. At last he pauses out of breath, and, foaming with rage, stretches his clenched fist up towards the maidens.

      ALBERICH

      If but this fist had one!

      [He remains speechless with rage, gazing upwards, when he is suddenly attracted and arrested by the following spectacle. Through the water a light of continually increasing brilliance breaks from above, and, at a point near the top of the middle rock, kindles to a radiant and dazzling golden gleam. A magical light streams from this through the waves.

      WOGLINDE

      Look, sisters!

      The wakener laughs to the deep.

      WELLGUNDE

      Through the billows green

      The blissful slumberer greets.

      FLOSSHILDE

      He kisses the eyelid,

      Making it open;

      Bathed in splendour,

      Behold it smiles,

      Sending, like a star,

      Gleaming light through the waves.

      THE

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