(#138 based on the #53 chord; thus #138 is related to #1, #2, and #57b, and also to the family of motifs stemming from the last three notes of #53, which include #71, #77, #88, #92, #95, and perhaps #152.)
“Siegfried: Sweetly quivers her burgeoning mouth: (#23 vari; #137a?) gently trembling it lures me on, faint-hearted that I am! Ah, the blissfully warming fragrance of that breath! (as though in despair) Awake! Awake! Thrice-hallowed woman! (#87: He gazes at her.) She cannot hear me! (#87) (slowly, with urgent and insistent expression: #139?) So I suck life from the sweetest of lips – (#37) though I should perish and die!
(#87: He sinks, as though dying, on the sleeping woman and, with his eyes closed, presses his lips on her mouth. [[ #138: ]] Bruennhilde opens her eyes. Siegfried starts up and remains standing in front of her. [[ #139: ]] Bruennhilde slowly sits up. She raises her arms and, with solemn gestures, welcomes her return to an awareness of earth and sky. #140?)
Bruennhilde: [[ #138 ]] Hail to you, sun! [[ #138 ]] Hail to you, light! Hail to you, [[ #139 ]] light-bringing day! (#87) Long was my sleep; (#87) awakened am I! (#92?) Who is the hero who woke me?
(Profoundly moved by her appearance and voice, Siegfried stands as though rooted to the spot.)
Siegfried: (#92>>) I pressed through the fire that burned round the fell; (#92) I broke open your tight-fitting helmet: Siegfried am I who woke you!
Bruennhilde: (sitting upright: [[ #138 ]] Hail to you, gods! [[ #138 ]] Hail to you, world! Hail to you, [[ #139 ]] splendent earth [“Erde”]! (#17 or #19 Triumphant?) My sleep is at an end now; awakened, I see (#103?) it is Siegfried who woke me!
Siegfried: (Breaking out in the most sublime ecstasy: ([[ #140 ]] [during the following duet Siegfried’s and Bruennhilde’s vocal lines alternate]) All hail to the mother who gave me birth; hail to the earth [“erde”] that gave me nurture: that I saw the eye that smiles on me now in my bliss!
Bruennhilde: [[ #140 ]] All Hail to the mother who gave you birth; hail to the earth that gave you nurture; your gaze alone was fated to see me, [[ #139 ]] to you alone was I fated to wake!
(#66 Fragment; [[ #141 ]]/#92: Both remain lost in radiant delight as they gaze at one another.)”
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[[#139]] Siegfried’s kiss wakes his muse Bruennhilde, who will inspire his art by imparting Wotan's unspoken secret to him subliminally, through music
