作词 : Rohonyi ...

R: "Hap mirthfulness! -

Oh! joy of grand riddance;

Undress me my hauberk! -

The wyern hath errant'd."

L: "Ire of yore - bard of e'eryears -

I deem the brood hath wan'd -

Fore'ermore?!"

R: "Fro the chasm of the bosom,

Bale a hand back.

Hark! my dove -

Henceforth I bulwark thee! -

Feathers of swans in my pillow -

I cede my heart.

Make haste! -

I pray -

Respond my plea!"

L: "Lo! - a sire of great awe -

A knight of many battles!"

R: "...And of kinsmen weeping

For the slain!

Please! - heed my words;

In thy sorrow I will kiss thy tears -

In thy bliss I will take thee by

Thy hand -

The sapor of grapes

Thou shalt savor -

And harken the nightingale

Sing

Oh so blithely!"

L: "On his knees...

A plea to harvest roses;

No heed for the thorns you count!

Wherefore vow me?

Wherefor this gildéd proffer?

Wherefore not pay court

To a maid more fair? -

Morn of a joyous day!

Hower 'twixt weed!

Fertile desert!

Cheerful dirge!

Misery me not! - man nor beast; envy me;

Lest 'tis an act of wont!

Many are the drapes

That my past bury -

Ineffable feeling indulgeth in battles!"

R: "Tisn't what thou vambrace'st thy words with!!; / L: "Forgive me for

R: I bethink dotingly only thy weal - / L: deeming thee direfully -

R: Therein abdiding with thee / L: Yet I was a trifle daunt'd."

R: Is for me the grandest boon!