Lyrics by Frank DiGiacomo with assistance from Julian R. Pace.

The Prince has been struck by Kuhleborn, but still lives in a trance-like state. To save her soul, Undine is pressed by Kuhleborn and Mother Hulda to kill him. However, her love stays her hand and she sacrifices herself rather than him. She kisses the Prince and leaves in a swirl of snow, as he revives, to Kuhleborn’s rage and bafflement.

LYRICS
Undine:
     Who was that woman? She wept, she spoke of love.
     In the name of that love, I hear her...I hear her,
     and will cause her no more distress.

(She gazes at the knife with which she was to slay the fever-stricken Prince.)

     This is no weapon! This is no help! It falters, it breaks!
     It melts before the wonder of his love. It cowers before his beauty.
     It is useless...it, too, fails!
     Where all else fails, poor man, the wonder of what I saw in you,
     the blindness of your search, the torment of your desires,
     the beauty of your soul which wanted so much to know
     what it could not know,
     to hold what cannot be held.
     Wonder at all this which you laid bare to me,
     has made me know my heart
     and the love which in it dwells.
     But now, now that I find all this, I see I have found it too late;
     my heart lies broken and scattered like the crystal drops of frozen water
     fallen from winter skies.
     Farewell, farewell! I never can be yours.
     A jewel once I gave to you but you did cast it away;
     take from me now another,
     far more precious: take my heart...though it was yours always.
     Take it now, for I can love no more.
     I shall never, never, never see you again. Undine is no more.
     Let cold and dark prevail where dreams no more may dwell.
     Farewell! I never can be yours...farewell! I never can be yours!
     Tears, flow no longer.
     Awake, my Prince...with this kiss I set you free!