Illyasviel von Einzbern Theme

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I can't explain this blue emotion

Why do I feel so sad?

This tale that recites times of olden

It lingers in my frank heart


The air is cool in this twilight

As the sweet Rhine streams by

Light glitters over the mountains

With the quite evening sun


The fairest maiden sits there

Beautiful with wonder

She combs her long bright golden hair

With eyes that shine like gold gems


She combs her hair with a golden comb

And sings with a gorgeous tone

Such a magnificent moment

And powerful melody


The seas snatch the frail boatman's skiff

He cries with pain and agony

He can't see the rocky reefs' cliffs

And looks only to the tide heights


I see the waves swallows down their throats

Both the sailor and his boat

At last with her singing finished

The Loreley is done

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