Capitolo 35
You could not straighten out the growls.
"Songs, oh, my Nun, sing!" she cried. "You know what will be the end."
And she launched the threads snarled to the third Norn.
A SONG OF THE FUTURE
The third Norn took on the thread.
Twisting and untying, she sang some future.
You sang some fall of the giants.
You sang some time when Wotan and his/her family would have been anybody more, and
the rooms of bright Valhallas would only be a downfall.
"But, Nuns, glance!" she cried. "The day is dawning. We have to do
alacrity!"
You dragged to the thread. The knots grew more tightly.
"Oh, see!" she cried. "I cannot make to arrive him/it."
Another pull, the thread.
The three Norns groaned.
Then, grabbing on the broken ends of their thread of the fate them,
faded away in the obscurity.
A PAWN OF LOVE
The days passed. Siegfried and Brunhilde were perfectly happy on the
mountain.
One day that they has decided that that Siegfrieds you/he/she should go on to face actions in
the world.
He would return when he had won honor and the fame.
He told Brunhilde as anxious you/he/she would have been to get back to her that and he
he would come soon in the moment in which it was able as him.
Brunhilde told Siegfried as solitary you/he/she would have been without him her, and as
she would give listening day and night, for him the happy call of his
I silver horn.
Took Siegfried the hand of Brunhilde and it put the ring on his/her finger,
saying:--
"This, Brunhilde will be with you. It will be a pawn of my love
until me I come again."
Brunhilde gave his/her rapid horse to Siegfried. On him he should ride to great
victories.
Siegfried conducted down the equine one the mountain.
Every small way that he has looked lovingly back at Brunhilde.
They called and they rippled to each other until him it passed from sight.
And after that Brunhildes he/she listened to the clear notes of his/her silver horn,
up to that for a long time his/her last weak echo died away.
THE DECREE OF VALHALLA
Siegfried had gone away many days.
Brunhilde sat, while looking out far at the valley.