Rumpelstiltskin - Song

Song

Today do I bake, to-morrow I brew,
The day after that the queen's child comes in;
And oh! I am glad that nobody knew
That the name I am called is Rumpelstiltskin!

However, most American children today know it as:

Today I brew, tomorrow I bake,
And then the child away I'll take;
For little knows my royal dame
Rumpelstiltskin is my name!

(German:

Heute back ich, morgen brau ich,
Übermorgen hol ich mir der Königin ihr Kind;
Ach, wie gut, dass niemand weiß,
dass ich Rumpelstilzchen heiß)

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