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Die Lore-Ley
The Lore-Ley
I'm unsure of what is the reason
I feel so deeply sad;
A saga from times of olden
I cannot get out of my head.
The air is cool and night's falling
and calmly streams the Rhine;
The mountain peak is gleaming
in the gloam of the eventide.
A dazzling maiden is sitting
up high there, charming and fair,
Her golden jewels are glistening,
she's grooming her golden hair.
With a golden comb she's combing
and sings a song all the while
that has an awe-inspiring
and haunting melodie.
The skipper in his little vessel
is stricken by wildest grief;
He sees not the rocks in river,
he only looks up to the peak.
I think that the waters are drowning
in the end both skipper and barque;
And that has done with her singing
the Lore-Ley on the crag.
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Это стихотворный перевод - присутствуют отклонения от смысла оригинала (лишние слова, лишняя или пропущенная информация, замененные понятия).
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