Waltraute's call!
How welcome the sound!
[Calling to the wing, and then hastening to the edge of the rock.
Dost thou, sister,
Boldly swinging come this way?
In the wood—
Still dear to thee—
Halt and dismount,
And leave thy courser to rest.
[She runs into the wood, from which a loud sound like a thunder-clap is heard. She returns in great agitation with Waltraute, and remains joyfully excited without noticing the latter's anxious fear.
Art thou so bold
That thou art come
Brünnhild' to greet,
Thy love unconquered by dread?
WALTRAUTE
Thou alone
Art cause of my haste!
WALTRAUTE
For Brünnhild's sake War-father's ban
Hast thou thus bravely broken?
Or perchance—O say!—
[With some hesitation.