With pangs of thirst was Siegfried
the warrior sorely smit:
The sooner then the table
he gave them word to quit;
Along the hill-side would he
unto the fountain wend.
Thus what the knights had plotted
drew on towards its end.
With pangs of thirst was Siegfried
the warrior sorely smit:
The sooner then the table
he gave them word to quit;
Along the hill-side would he
unto the fountain wend.
Thus what the knights had plotted
drew on towards its end.