Volker the ever-ready
then from his arm unbraced
His shield—it was a good one—
which ’gainst the wall he placed.
Back to the hall he hasten’d,
and there his fiddle seized,
And as became a hero,
his friends therewith he pleased.
Volker the ever-ready
then from his arm unbraced
His shield—it was a good one—
which ’gainst the wall he placed.
Back to the hall he hasten’d,
and there his fiddle seized,
And as became a hero,
his friends therewith he pleased.