So Sieglind’s beauteous ladies
sat stitching, night and day—
There were no idle fingers,
and little rest or play,
Until Prince Siegfried’s raiment
was ready to his hand.
He’d not forego his journey
to the Burgundian land.
So Sieglind’s beauteous ladies
sat stitching, night and day—
There were no idle fingers,
and little rest or play,
Until Prince Siegfried’s raiment
was ready to his hand.
He’d not forego his journey
to the Burgundian land.