Capitolo 34
GOETTERDAEMMERUNG
A SONG OF THE PAST
A very dark night, three Norns came to the crest of mountain to rotate.
[The illustration: Three NORNSs Came Á. La Mountain Crest to Rotate]
If you had seen them, you would have called them witches.
They rotated the thread of the fate.
They was many a lot of old men. Him the more almost old man was old as the world.
They was tall and lean, and it brought from a lot of black suits.
Their faces and hands had deep-wrinkled with age, and their hair was as
white as the snow.
They had come above from the great ones, earth-hole dark where they lived, and
their now crouched him on the stones to rotate their thread.
Him the more old man was the first one to rotate the thread, and as her it rotated, she sang a
song around the past, when Wotan and his/her happy family lived out of doors
on the mountain-side.
You sang some time when him divided by the tree of ash of the world the piece
of wood as which he served the magic lance that the world had dominated
for in hundreds so a lot of of years.
You sang some apples of Freya, and of the strength and youth of the giant
family.
For a long time its voice oscillated, the strange one, strange song stopped, and her
launched per second the thread Norn.
A SONG OF THE PRESENT
As the according to Norn took the thread in his/her used hands, she sing-songed a
sorry song around the present.
You sang of Alberich and the stolen gold. Of the love that he had given
above to make the ring.
You sang of Wotan and as him it understood the ring and it brought him/it in the
world, bringing with him the curse of Alberich.
Then she said of Fafner.
Mournfully she sang:--
"You/he/she has stolen everybody that has had him of their liberty and the happiness.
"You/he/she has brought the envy and you/he/she has displeased to those that have fought for earning
it.
"The magic lance of Wotan has now splintered.
"Oh! As this gold has tangled all of my threads!" she groaned.
His/her long fingers, lean they threw and they worked to the knots, but entirely in vain.