Little Miss Annika
Carl Loewe
Little Miss Annika sat
at the edge of a bridge,
and waited there for a noble man.
Gold-man climbed out of the river,
with a horn of gold at his head,
and on his foot
with a spur of gold his garment,
his belt made of gold,
gold skin and hair,
gold mouth and hand.
He bent down in front of her:
``Come with me, little mistress!''
She said humbly:
``I won't come with you.
That is not my destiny,
that is not my fate,
that was not my fortune,
that was not my prophecy.''
Little Miss Annika sat
at the edge of a bridge,
and waited there for a noble man.
Silver-man came out of the river,
with a horn of silver at his head,
and on his foot
with a spur of silver his garment,
his belt made of silver,
silver skin and hair,
silver mouth and hand.
He bent down in front of her:
``Come with me little mistress,!''
She said humbly:
``I won't come with you.
That is not my destiny,
that is not my fate,
that was not my fortune,
that was not my prophecy.''
Little Miss Annika sat
at the edge of a bridge,
and waited there for a noble man.
Wood-man climbed out of the river,
with a horn of sticks on his head,
and on his foot
with a spur of sticks his garment,
his belt made of sticks,
twig skin and hair,
twig mouth and hand.
He bent down in front of her:
``Come with me little mistress,!''
She said humbly:
``I come with you at once,
That is my destiny,
that is my fate,
that is my fortune,
that was my prophecy.''
Little Miss Annika and Wood-man have come together,
and they have enough wood in the house the whole year.