König von Thule [English translation]

There was a King in Thule,

Faithful to his grave

On her deathbed, his beloved,

gave him a golden goblet.

It was the most precious thing for him

he drank from it during his every meal,

his eyes would start to tear

so often he drank from it.

When the time came for him to die,

he counted all his wealth

gave everything to his heir, except for the goblet.

He was sitting at the royal banquet

with all his knight gathered around,

in his forefathers grand hall

in the castle by the sea.

There he was standing the old drunk

drinking the last life's glow

he threw the holy goblet

down into the sea

He saw it fall, drink and sink into the sea.

His eyes started to close

and he never drank a drop anymore.