Die Schwäne im Schilf [English translation]

Still, still was the night

but for one soft stirring--

covered by mist,

a lake deep in the forest;

in the reeds, the swans,

their lament echoing...

The maid meanwhile wandered

aimless through the night

her suffering incessant--

no solace, nevermore.

As if hunted

over hill, over dale,

ever deeper into the thicket,

into the dark.

Her heart beat-- raced!--

like thunder within her.

The world was in slumber;

she alone was here.

Alone in her cares,

the lake lay before her:

the swans' complaint

had lured her hither...

Light flashed and flickered,

brightening the night,

a rumbling crash!

The world was awakened.

From shore to shore

the water beat!

It roared and raged

right out to the banks.

The maid was lost,

too fierce her anguish!

The swans, they lured

her in, to them.

She drifted on the waves

out into the darkness

she drifted with the swans

out into the darkness...

• Artist:Empyrium
• Album:Weiland