Then went the old King Siegmund where Kriemhild sat in her woe,
And he spake to the Queen: “To our own land homeward now let us go.
Guests are we all-unwelcome, I trow well, here by the Rhine.
Come with us, Kriemhild belovèd, to our country, thine and mine.
That thy kin in the land Burgundian have so evil entreated us
In slaying thy noble husband by murder most treacherous,
It shall not be remembered against thee: my love shall cherish thy life,
For the sake of my son and the noble child he hath left to his wife.
Thou, Lady, shalt have dominion, shalt have over all the control
That Siegfried gave to thee ever, that lord of the noble soul.