Magic Fire Music by Patrick Jolley
Now my beauty, mortal Brynhild,
Far from me have you fled,
For Sieglinde’s sake, the sister
Of Siegmund, the father of my fall.
I shall set you in sunken sleep
Upon this finger of the earth.
There you still shall rest
Until you the sea-faring wanderer sees.
O Father! Shall your Brynhild bleed?
Shall my beauty fade as blood turns brown?
Now, I shall not bleed blood, but I
Know I shall redden with this unreturning journey.
Ye shall not bleed, nor suffer any harm.
The pin-pricks of Nature shall not penetrate;
Protected you shall be, lost in peaceful sleep.
For though you are lost, you are still my love.
O Father! Shall your Brynhild blow
Away, off of the earth’s finger?
Why should the wind heed your word
And cease to blow when your will wishes it?
My daughter, I am the All-Father;
Why should the wind not stop in awe
Of my immortal presence? I am the wind,
The rocky crag, and the red dawn’s showering light.
All-Father you may be, but you are ruled
By your All-Wife.
Siegmund is dead by her will,
And I am banished, despite your own.
Wondrous one, wisdom I won,
But half of my world is black.
I have suffered as you shall,
But my eye was not the painful price.
This is awful wisdom: All is utter impotence.
The Norns know not their own fates;
And the World-Serpent crushes the wide sea,
Constraining it; Yggdrasil shall strain its
Roots, but the deep, red earth
Shall not satisfy; the chains
Shall fetter Fenrir, but they shall fall,
Broken to the ground.
And I shall die, consumed by
The wolven jaws, sunk into blackness.
Such is wisdom, that wild wind:
Beautiful Brynhild, know ye more, or how?
All-Knower, I know more, and how:
Let us sing to the singeing, spreading,
All consuming, crackling light!
To fire, the life-giver and life-taker
Let us sing, and around me set a ring
So no coward can come close
To me, your treasure, your Brynhild;
Let him face no fear as he fights this flame!
Though he be fated, bound at birth,
He shall look upon me and love
My infinite form, my maiden-mortality;
Let us sing to the mortal form
And to the magic fire!