As if in a dream she approached me 
Her beauty beyond all compare 
Three melodies were her gift to me 
My harp strung by her golden hair 
The joys of life and wonders to come 
The piercing pain of lost love 
The lady gave her gift to me 
Those otherwordly melodies 
That brought my maiden back to me 
The river-elf's lost love 
On the water-throne she was sitting 
My maiden was under his spell 
By the river's side I was kneeling 
The three melodies I did play 
And my love come back to my arms 
But I'll never be rid of his pain 
The lady gave her gift to me 
Those otherwordly melodies 
That brought my maiden back to me 
The river-elf's lost love 
Out of the mist he appeared 
So fair but so cold 
Drowning in turbulent dreams 
Her grief knowing no bounds 
The lady gave her gift to me 
Those otherwordly melodies 
That brought my maiden back to me 
The river-elf's lost love