There was no child so little,
who any wit might have,
But join’d in the almsgiving,
ere he was laid in grave.
More than a hundred masses
were sung ere day was done
And Siegfried’s friends and kinsmen
came thronging ev’ry one.
There was no child so little,
who any wit might have,
But join’d in the almsgiving,
ere he was laid in grave.
More than a hundred masses
were sung ere day was done
And Siegfried’s friends and kinsmen
came thronging ev’ry one.