Original lyrics in Luxembourgish: [Intro – close lute, close vielle, clear recorder, soft frame drum] [Whispered medieval choir] Fiels... D'Buerg schléift... Mee d'Glous ass nach waarm... [Verse 1 – dry lute, vielle, recorder, centered vocal] D'Heringer hunn d'Fielsser Buerg gestiermt an der Nuecht, d'Buergherrin mam Kand war op der Flucht. D'Fakelen hunn d'Maueren hell beliicht, d'Angscht stoung hir am Gesiicht. Si ass an den déiwe Pëtz gesprongen, ouni ze zécken, mam Puppelchen am Aarm, trotz Angscht a Schrecken. Hire Courage huet d'Heringer staark beréiert, den Dag drop goufe Mamm a Kand aus dem Pëtz erausgeféiert. [Pre-Chorus – close lute, soft tabor, subtle hurdy-gurdy, restrained hunting horn] De Buergvogt hat d'Heringer eragelooss, fir Gold — an domat war säi Schicksal beschloss. Säi Verrot koum endlech un d'Liicht, fir hien war keng Rettung méi a Siicht. [Gentle medieval rise – frame drum, vielle, soft shawm] [Chorus – close vielle and lute, soft frame drum, clear recorder, restrained choir] D'Glous am Pëtz wäert ni vergoen, d'Feier ënner de Steng bleift bestoen. D'Gold am Pëtz blénkt an der Nuecht, den Draach hält beim Gold seng Wuecht. Fiels! Fiels! An der Nuecht, hält den Draach beim Gold seng Wuecht. Fiels! Fiels! D'Glous ass nach do, all ale Steen erzielt déi So. [Instrumental – dry solo vielle, recorder, lute, soft tabor] [Verse 2 – close hurdy-gurdy, low vielle, sparse lute, soft frame drum] D'Heringer hunn e Schëllege fir dës Schan gesicht, a séier koum dem Buergvogt säi Verrot un d'Liicht. Si hunn hien kuerzerhand an dee selwechte Pëtz gehäit, fir hien koum all Rettung elo ze spéit. Als Loun fir säi Verrot krut hien dat Gold, all Mënz am Pëtz erënnert u seng Schold. Säi Geescht gouf zum Draach an där däischterer Nuecht, an zanterhier hält hien beim Gold seng Wuecht. [Pre-Chorus – dry hurdy-gurdy, soft lute, clear recorder] Kee Mann méi... Kee Buergvogt méi... [Quiet male chant] En Draach! [Soft female response] Beim Gold! [Small restrained choir] Am Pëtz! [Chorus – close vielle and lute, soft frame drum, clear recorder, restrained choir] D'Glous am Pëtz wäert ni vergoen, d'Feier ënner de Steng bleift bestoen. D'Gold am Pëtz blénkt an der Nuecht, den Draach hält beim Gold seng Wuecht. Fiels! Fiels! An der Nuecht, hält den Draach beim Gold seng Wuecht. Fiels! Fiels! D'Glous ass nach do, all ale Steen erzielt déi So. [Medieval instrumental – dry vielle, recorder, lute, soft tabor] [Low gentle ceremonial chant] Gold am Pëtz... Loun fir Verrot... Gold am Pëtz... De Vogt ass fort... [Bridge – intimate lute and vielle, clear recorder, single soft bell] Haut trount d'Ruin roueg iwwer dem Dall, beim Pëtz héiers du heiansdo e Schall. Am Kriechinger Haus ass de Pëtz nach do, an all ale Steen erzielt nach déi So. [Short recorder phrase] All Joer op Karfreideg, ëm Mëtternuecht, klëmmt den Draach aus dem Pëtz an d'Luucht. Da féiert hien de verdäiwelte Reigen duerch d'Nuecht, am verloossene Buerghaff danzen d'Heringer ënner senger Wuecht. [Gentle rise – soft frame drum, tabor, vielle, restrained hunting horn] Net all Feier geet fir ëmmer aus, heiansdo brécht eng al Flam nees eraus. Net all So verschwënnt mat der Zäit, wann hir Glous nach ënner de Steng läit. [Small choir rising softly] Déif ënner de Maueren... Déif ënner de Steng... [Brief soft medieval accent] BLEIFT D'GLOUS! [Final Chorus – warm close vielle and lute, soft frame drum, clear recorder, gentle choir, restrained hunting horn] D'Glous am Pëtz wäert ni vergoen, d'Feier ënner de Steng bleift bestoen. D'Gold am Pëtz blénkt an der Nuecht, den Draach hält beim Gold seng Wuecht. Fiels! Fiels! An der Nuecht, hält den Draach beim Gold seng Wuecht. Fiels! Fiels! D'Glous ass nach do, all ale Steen erzielt déi So. [Outro – lone close vielle, sparse lute, single soft bell] [Whispered medieval choir] D'Buerg schléift... [Deep dragon breath] Mee d'Glous bleift... [Single soft bell] ...ënner de Steng. ----------------------------------- Translation of the lyrics in English: [Intro] [Whispered Choir] Fiels... The castle sleeps... But the embers are still warm... [Verse 1] The Heringers stormed Fiels Castle in the night, The lady of the castle fled with her child. The torches lit the walls so bright, Fear was written across her face. She leapt into the deep well without hesitation, Her baby in her arms, despite fear and terror. Her courage deeply moved the Heringers, The next day, mother and child were rescued from the well. [Pre-Chorus] The castle bailiff had let the Heringers inside, For gold, and with that his fate was sealed. His betrayal finally came to light, For him, no rescue was in sight. [Instrumental] [Chorus] The embers in the well will never die, The fire beneath the stones will survive. The gold in the well shines in the night, The dragon guards the gold with all his might. Fiels! Fiels! In the night, The dragon keeps the gold in sight. Fiels! Fiels! The embers still glow, Every ancient stone tells the tale. [Instrumental] [Verse 2] The Heringers sought someone to blame for this disgrace, And soon the castle bailiff's betrayal came to light. They promptly threw him into that very same well, For him, all hope of rescue came too late. As his reward for betrayal, he received the gold, Every coin in the well recalls his guilt. His spirit became a dragon that dark night, And ever since, he has guarded the gold. [Pre-Chorus] No longer a man... No longer a bailiff... [Male Chant] A dragon! [Female Response] By the gold! [Choir] In the well! [Chorus] The embers in the well will never die, The fire beneath the stones will survive. The gold in the well shines in the night, The dragon guards the gold with all his might. Fiels! Fiels! In the night, The dragon keeps the gold in sight. Fiels! Fiels! The embers still glow, Every ancient stone tells the tale. [Instrumental] [Chant] Gold in the well... Reward for betrayal... Gold in the well... The bailiff is gone... [Bridge] Today the ruins stand quietly above the valley, Near the well, you sometimes hear a sound. In Kriechingen House, the well is still there, And every ancient stone still tells the tale. [Instrumental] Every year on Good Friday, at midnight, The dragon rises from the well into the air. Then he leads the devilish round dance through the night, In the deserted castle courtyard, the Heringers dance under his watch. [Build] Not every fire goes out forever, Sometimes an ancient flame bursts forth again. Not every legend disappears with time, When its embers still lie beneath the stones. [Choir] Deep beneath the walls... Deep beneath the stones... THE EMBERS REMAIN! [Final Chorus] The embers in the well will never die, The fire beneath the stones will survive. The gold in the well shines in the night, The dragon guards the gold with all his might. Fiels! Fiels! In the night, The dragon keeps the gold in sight. Fiels! Fiels! The embers still glow, Every ancient stone tells the tale. [Outro] [Whispered Choir] The castle sleeps... [Dragon Breath] But the embers remain... ...beneath the stones.
