Sir Siegfried stepp’d aside then—
whilst there the maiden lay—
As though he had bethought him
his clothes to put away;
But first, from off her finger
a golden ring he drew,
So that the noble maiden
naught of it ever knew.
Sir Siegfried stepp’d aside then—
whilst there the maiden lay—
As though he had bethought him
his clothes to put away;
But first, from off her finger
a golden ring he drew,
So that the noble maiden
naught of it ever knew.