I don’t know why it is happening
Why am I in so terrible mood?
I saw the Godness and she was laughing
But I was frightened and misunderstood.
The Rhine is gloomy and darkness
Especially when the sun dies
And you may hear on the Sunset
The voice that can oder to rise.
And you may see a young lady
That’s sitting like on the cloud
Her hair is golden and fairy
Her voice is gentle and loud.
Her wonderful hair is blazing
And song is lied and bright
You can’t, you might not amazing
Such beautiful, lyrical cry.
A sailor in a small boat
Is being admired, enchanted
He doesn’t see any rocks.
He doesn’t know what’s chancing.
I think the sailor, the boat
Will be in the Rhine disappear.
I want you remember the thought –
Don’t wish Lorelei to hear.