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"Siegfried, hear us! Give us back the ring!" The lady with the shell, The water-lady with the green hair, Calling, cried "Siegfried!" But he laughed to hear her, Laughed in the sun And went into the woods laughing: He was happy in his heart, And he had golden hair Till the sun loved him. "Siegfried!" I will call him! "Siegfried!" But he will not hear me. He could talk to birds and rivers, And he is gone. |