Who rides so late through the night and wind? It's the father with his child 'Cools him warmly
My son, why are you hiding your face so anxiously?
Father, don't you see the Erlking?
The Erlking with a crown and Tail?
My son, it's a streak of fog
My dear child, come play with me!
I'll play some beautiful games with you
Many colorful flowers are on the beach
My mother has many a golden garment
My father, my father and don't you hear
What Erlenkönig promises me quietly?
Be calm, stay calm, my child
The wind rustles in the dry leaves
Do you want to go with me, fine boy?
My daughter Daughters should wait for you, beautiful
My daughters lead the nightly line
And sway and dance and sing for you
My father, my father , and don't you see there
Erlkönig's daughters in a dark place?
My son, my, son, I see it clearly
It seems the old ones Pastures so gray
I love you, your beautiful figure excites me
And if you are not willing, I need force
My father, my father, now take hold t he looks at me
The Erlkönig has done me a pity!
The father is horrified, he rides quickly
He holds the groaning child in his arms
Reached the farm with difficulty and distress
In his arms the child was dead

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