Translation:The Fair Magelone/XV

When the song had faded away, Peter regained his courage. He let the boat drift along in the wind, sat down and sang:

At dawn, the land lay like an indistinguishable blue cloud low down on the horizon. Peter was almost frightened; the almighty sea and celestial vault that surrounded him seemed so vast and infinite. In the distance he saw a ship sailing toward him, and he almost thought that he was dreaming of his former misfortune. But when it came closer, he saw that the sailors were Christians. They were happy to take him aboard without delay, and he rejoiced when he heard that they were bound for France.