A Ballad "What brings you to this Castle here To breathe Song's radiant aureole?

Seek you a loving comrade dear For whom in longing yearns your soul?"

"Know you him who soulful dwells therein,Ask you if he set my heart aburning?

Can you tell me if the sight of him Ever favoured mortals drawn by yearning?

"Never have I seen that shine of his,Yet the gleam of precious stone Burning on that splendid edifice Surely needs must lure me on.

"Truly,it might be my place of birth,Here might be my native land.

Ah!'twas chosen by the gentle South,Turned towards the glow it stands.

"Here my melody more free resounds,And my breast the higher swells.

Sweet the golden Lyre's music sounds,As in joy of grief it wells.

"And I do not know that High Master,Him who strikes the heartstrings powerfully,Nor the heavenly spirits that the Castle Harbours in its womb so secretly.

"And in vain is my desire's hot burning,Not for me the fair gates opening.

I lean on the columns,sadly yearning,Here Love's tribute I must sing!"

In despair her jet black hair she shakes,Bursts into a flood of tears,And the other kisses dry her cheeks,Clasps her to her bosom's warming fires.

"I too am drawn by secret bonds To this divine and holy fane.

I quested wandering through the lands,Was pierced,as if by lightning's flame.

"But why the burning dew so spill,The tears of bitter sorrow weep?

We may enjoy the view at will,On flowery meadow dance and leap!

"The heart may glow more full in us,And sorrow may more sweetly come.

The looks may shine more luminous,Here the Most Beautiful's soon won!

"A humble cottage let us find Where we our songs of praise may sing,Where the sweet West may play around In spirits'secret struggling."

Full many a day they lingered there,At eventide the strings were heard That held entranced with sad allure Full many a flower and many a bird.

Once,as they both lay fast asleep,Arms clasped the gentle bodies round On bed of moss full soft and deep,A Demon wondrous tall was found.

He bore them up on wings of gold;

They were as bound in magic bonds,And where that cottage stood of old A wondrous melody resounds.