A very noble maiden
grew up in Burgundy;
Than hers no greater beauty
in any land might be:
The maid was called Kriemhilda—
a woman passing fair—
For whose sake many a warrior
his life must needs forbear.
A very noble maiden
grew up in Burgundy;
Than hers no greater beauty
in any land might be:
The maid was called Kriemhilda—
a woman passing fair—
For whose sake many a warrior
his life must needs forbear.