“Woe on me for my brother,
who here in death doth lie!
How cometh, every moment,
some tale of misery!
And I must mourn for ever
the noble Rüdeger:
The loss to me is double,
and grievous ’tis to bear.”
“Woe on me for my brother,
who here in death doth lie!
How cometh, every moment,
some tale of misery!
And I must mourn for ever
the noble Rüdeger:
The loss to me is double,
and grievous ’tis to bear.”