...Swan King.......

Swan king song text

A swan king bent it
his neck on the water down.
His plumage was white like on the first day,
purely like siren tone.
And in the glitter of the morning sun
if he looks into the mirror of the waves,
and with refractive eyes he knows:
This will be his resignation.

If a swan sings, are quiet the animals.
If a swan sings, listen in the animals.
And they quietly whisper to themselves to, quietly whisper to themselves to:
It is a swan king who dies in love.


And it began the swan king
to sing be the first song,
under the weeping willow,
where he his life beloved.
And he sings in the nicest tones,
one on earth heard,
from the beauty of this earth,
him beguiles immortally.
And the swan king sings it
his whole last day,
to himself the evening sun
quietly in flees Dark red.
Silently the weeping willow
if her sheets lower like lances down.
More quietly and more quietly the tones,
until the last light dies away in the song.

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