Die Nibelungen Page #2

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Blood cries for blood, Ruediger!

Lord! Do not force me to kill

my only child!

Here ends the sixth Canto

Canto VII

The Nibelungen's end.

Lord Ruediger stands

before the gate!

He will bring peace!

What are you bringing us,

father?

Death!

O Lord, do not allow that

they who love, kill one another

Tell them that if they deliver

the murderer of my child,

they may go free!

King Attilla, you do not

know the loyal German

soul!

My oath to Kriemhild is older

than my oath to you!

Don't force me to break

my oath! Fight!

Do you want me to lose my

honor?! - Defend yourself

Hagen Tronje!

O sister, what have you

wrought!

Deliver Tronje to me

and you are free!

Rejoice in your revenge

Kriemhild! Dead are your

young brothers. Ruediger is

dead. Dead are all his men!

But Hagen Tronje, who

slew Siegfried, still lives!

Throw fire into the hall!

O lord, fiery arrows are raining

on the hall by the queen's

order - the palace is burning.

Lady Kriemhild is right, more

than right! I myself will stand

at her side when the fire will

flush out Hagen, the murderer!

Thank you, Kriemhild! Although

we were never one in love, we

are at last united in hate!

Never, King Attilla, has my

heart been as filled with love

as it is at this moment.

I wish to spare King Gunther

death in the flames. I shall

offer Lady Kriemhild my head!

Speak, you Nibelungen. Will

you buy your freedom with

Hagen Tronje's head?

Loyalty, which iron could not

break, will not melt in fire,

Hagen Tronje!

Look! Volker prepares his violin

for a last song!

I call it a shame, Lady Kriemhild

that you let heroes, who could

not be beaten in battle, perish

in fire's fury!

Do you hear?

Volker is singing!

Ah, if only we were on the

green, fresh banks of the

Rhine!

Do you hear?

Volker is singing!

Are you not human,

lady Kriemhild-!

No, I died when Siegfried died...

It is finished!

It is finished!

Lord Attilla, there still

lives one vassal!

I cannot go home to my dead

Siegfried until every wrong has

been atoned... Lord Hagen,

here is the sword. Where is

the treasure?

I swore not to betray the

location of the treasure as

long as one of my kings is

alive!

Now, Kriemhild, nobody knows

about the treasure but God and

me and God is no more discreet

than I!

Now, earth, drink your fill!

Take Kriemhild home to

Siegfried, her dead husband,

for she was his and never

belonged to another man!

Thus ends the tale.

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