Their chargers were resplendent,
their trappings of red gold;
No knight could well be prouder
nor had more right to hold
A high head, than Sir Siegfried
and his eleven men.
He craved the king’s permission
to gallop Rhinewards then.
Their chargers were resplendent,
their trappings of red gold;
No knight could well be prouder
nor had more right to hold
A high head, than Sir Siegfried
and his eleven men.
He craved the king’s permission
to gallop Rhinewards then.