“Now joy of all who love me
be mine!” Kriemhilda said,
“For hither come my kinsmen
with many a shield new-made,
And many a bright steel hauberk.
Who would have gold of me,
Let him my wrongs remember,
my friend he e’er shall be!”
“Now joy of all who love me
be mine!” Kriemhilda said,
“For hither come my kinsmen
with many a shield new-made,
And many a bright steel hauberk.
Who would have gold of me,
Let him my wrongs remember,
my friend he e’er shall be!”