"Well then, the time has come, my horse must be saddled. I’ve made up my mind, it must be ridden. In my father’s garden, there stand many beautiful flowers, yes flowers, three years must I still wait, three years will soon be up. The Emperor fights for the land, the Duke for his money, yes money, and I fight for my darling, as long as it pleases me. You think you are the most beautiful, indeed in the whole world, yes world, and also the most pleasant, but that is quite mistaken." These stanzas are some among many in existence, you can find others online. As far as I know they tell a much longer story, hence "short version" in the title.
Mir gefällt es immer, wenn die alten Lieder der Vergessenheit entrissen werden.
"Well then, the time has come,
my horse must be saddled.
I’ve made up my mind,
it must be ridden.
In my father’s garden,
there stand many beautiful flowers, yes flowers,
three years must I still wait,
three years will soon be up.
The Emperor fights for the land,
the Duke for his money, yes money,
and I fight for my darling,
as long as it pleases me.
You think you are the most beautiful,
indeed in the whole world, yes world,
and also the most pleasant,
but that is quite mistaken." These stanzas are some among many in existence, you can find others online. As far as I know they tell a much longer story, hence "short version" in the title.