The Lorelei

Sometimes I hear the Lorelei

Ever so near, the Lorelei

At night she'll hum to me, and whisper come to me

From her place among the shadows.

Who can she be, the Lorelei

Why is it me who hears her sigh

Oh, if that sigh became a face, a shape, a name,

A lover, I would love her till I die, the Lorelei.

I would love her till I die, the Lorelei

Must you go away, Lorelei

Come and stay, Lorelei.