Though no one saw the steersman,
fast sped the bark along,
Urged by the strength of Siegfried—
in sooth his arms were strong.
Men thought that she was driven
by some strange, mighty wind:
No, it was Siegfried drave her,
the son of fair Sieglind.
Though no one saw the steersman,
fast sped the bark along,
Urged by the strength of Siegfried—
in sooth his arms were strong.
Men thought that she was driven
by some strange, mighty wind:
No, it was Siegfried drave her,
the son of fair Sieglind.