My bird has vanished from sight!
With fluttering wings
And lovely song
Blithely he showed me the way,
And then forsook me and fled!
I must discover
The rock for myself:
The path I followed so far
'Twere best still to pursue.
[He goes towards the back.
WANDERER [Still in the same position.
Boy, pray tell me,
Whither away?
SIEGFRIED [Halts and turns round.
Did some one speak?
Perhaps he knows the road.
[He goes nearer to the Wanderer.
I would find a rock
That by flaming fire is surrounded:
There sleeps a maid
Whom I would awake.
WANDERER