The State Of Sattgeküsst Poem by Louise Tredoux

-Ringelreim Wie Daheim

Repeating enchanting words for the sheer joy of
tasting them on my tongue, Ringelreim, Ringelreim
wie daheim, Rudi enquired as to meaning, I think
it means “a rhyme as back at home”

It rhymes with Waldmägdelein, Waldmägdelein im
Felsengestein, delicious terms, Rudi asked - Was mag
das sein; - a maiden of the woods amongst the rocks -
fass mich und lass mich dein Trautliebster sein –

Who should this devoted lover be, enquired Rudi, took
my song-book, looked at Vilja, my favourite aria - I see,
ein liebkranker Mann – Who is this love-bewildered man -
You are mine and I’m your Vilja, I replied

He continued – Denn, Louise, liebt mich and kű sst mich
wie kein irdisches Kind – love me and kiss me like an
unearthly being; until I feel sattgeküsst, until I’m kissed
senseless – I laughed and ran away

Vilja das Waldmägdelein may not be caught so easily,
Rudi ran faster, caught me and proceeded to illustrate
how the state of sattgeküsst should be reached…

Vilja-song from “The Merry Widow”, operetta by Franz Lehar