it grips the passing boatman in his boat with a wild pang of woe
lost he looks up to the heights at the Lorelei can't see rocks below
but silent waves are waiting the web waves end by swallowing
an ill fated boat and its boatman trapped by the Lorelei singing
tis a fairy-tale dark from times unseen at river father Rhine flowing
not classical Greek sirens singing luring sailors to death on rocks
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem