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As if in a dream she approached me

Her beauty beyond all compare

Three melodies were her gift to me

My harp strung by her golden hair

The joys of life and wonders to come

The piercing pain of lost love

The lady gave her gift to me

Those otherwordly melodies

That brought my maiden back to me

The river-elf's lost love

On the water-throne she was sitting

My maiden was under his spell

By the river's side I was kneeling

The three melodies I did play

And my love come back to my arms

But I'll never be rid of his pain

The lady gave her gift to me

Those otherwordly melodies

That brought my maiden back to me

The river-elf's lost love

Out of the mist he appeared

So fair but so cold

Drowning in turbulent dreams

Her grief knowing no bounds

The lady gave her gift to me

Those otherwordly melodies

That brought my maiden back to me

The river-elf's lost love