You, who enjoy the breezes and love, laugh, and live in them: With my golden fist I'll grip all you godly ones! Just as I gave up love, everyone who lives will give it up too! Distracted by gold, you will yearn only for gold! On your beautiful mountain tops, clad in pleasure, you sway, and you despise [me,] the dark goblin, you eternal luxuriants! Watch out! Watch out! Because when you fall into my power, your overdressed women, who despized my wooing, will be forced to my pleasure, without love. Ha ha ha ha! Do you hear? Watch out, Watch out for the army of the night, when the hoarde of goblins rises from the silent depths into the daylight! (Richard Wagner)

You, who enjoy the breezes and love, laugh, and live in them: With my golden fist I'll grip all you godly ones! Just as I gave up love, everyone who lives will give it up too! Distracted by gold, you will yearn only for gold! On your beautiful mountain tops, clad in pleasure, you sway, and you despise [me,] the dark goblin, you eternal luxuriants! Watch out! Watch out! Because when you fall into my power, your overdressed women, who despized my wooing, will be forced to my pleasure, without love. Ha ha ha ha! Do you hear? Watch out, Watch out for the army of the night, when the hoarde of goblins rises from the silent depths into the daylight!

Richard Wagner

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