Composer: Heine's original poem Silcher translated by Liao Fushu and Mao Yukuan

I don't know why, but I always feel sad. This is an old story that I can't forget. The evening breeze is cool, the twilight is boundless, the Rhine River flows quietly, and the brilliant glow in the sky shines on the mountains.

There is a girl on the top of the hill. No one is more beautiful than her. She has blonde hair and pearls are shining. She was dressing and singing there. This song is so beautiful that anyone will be fascinated.

There is a power in this song that touched the sailors on board. He forgot the fierce rocks and only looked at the hills. Who knows the rolling waves buried the boat deeply, so Lorelei ended the story with a song.

This time is right! ! ! Plus points! ! !