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Who rides so late through the night and wind? It is the father with his child; He has the boy in his arms, He holds him securely, he keeps him warm. My son, why are you hiding your face so fearfully? – Father, can you not see the Erlking? The Erlking with crown and tail? – My son, it is a streak of mist. – “You dear child, come, go with me! I will play very beautiful games with you; Many colorful flowers are on the shore, My mother has many golden garments.” – My father, my father, and do you not hear What the Erlking promises me quietly? – Be calm, stay calm, my child; The wind rustles in the dry leaves. – “Will you go with me, fine boy? My daughters will look after you well; My daughters lead the nightly dance And rock and dance and sing you to sleep." - My father, my father, and don't you see there The Erlkönig's daughters in the gloomy place? - My son, my son, I see it clearly: The old willows seem so grey. - "I love you, I am attracted to your beautiful figure; And if you are not willing, I will use force." - My father, my father, now he is touching me! The Erlkönig has done me harm! - The father is terrified; he rides quickly, He holds the groaning child in his arms, Reaches the farm with difficulty and hardship; The child in his arms was dead.
This a picture to the ballad “The Erlking”, which was written by Johannn Wolfgang von Goethe:
Who rides so late through the night and wind?
It is the father with his child;
He has the boy in his arms,
He holds him securely, he keeps him warm.
My son, why are you hiding your face so fearfully? –
Father, can you not see the Erlking?
The Erlking with crown and tail? –
My son, it is a streak of mist. –
“You dear child, come, go with me!
I will play very beautiful games with you;
Many colorful flowers are on the shore,
My mother has many golden garments.” –
My father, my father, and do you not hear
What the Erlking promises me quietly? –
Be calm, stay calm, my child;
The wind rustles in the dry leaves. –
“Will you go with me, fine boy?
My daughters will look after you well;
My daughters lead the nightly dance
And rock and dance and sing you to sleep." -
My father, my father, and don't you see there
The Erlkönig's daughters in the gloomy place? -
My son, my son, I see it clearly:
The old willows seem so grey. -
"I love you, I am attracted to your beautiful figure;
And if you are not willing, I will use force." -
My father, my father, now he is touching me!
The Erlkönig has done me harm! -
The father is terrified; he rides quickly,
He holds the groaning child in his arms,
Reaches the farm with difficulty and hardship;
The child in his arms was dead.
