Florence Austral

Lyrics

Hojotoho! hojotoho! heiaha! heiaha!
Hojotoho! hojotoho! heiaha! heiaha!
Hojotoho! hojotoho! hojotoho! hojotoho!
Heiaha ha! hojoho!

On a high peak she stops, looks into the gorge
at the back, and calls to Wotan:

Take warning, Father, look to thyself;
Storm and strife must thou withstand.
Fricka comes to thee here,
Drawn hither in her car by her rams.
Hei! how she swings the golden scourge!
The wretched beasts are groaning
with fear;
Wheels furiously rattle;
Fierce she fares to the fray.
In strife like this I take no delight,
Though I take joy in the fights of men;
Then take now thy stand for the storm:
I leave thee with mirth to thy fate.

Hojotoho! hojotoho! heiaha! heiaha!
Hojotoho! hojotoho! heiaha! heiaha!
Hojotoho! hojotoho! hojotoho! hojotoho!
Heiaha ha!

Florence Austral, Australian Dictionary of Biography