Wagner and Babel Fish

[carnivorousplant]

Having put Das Rheingold on my new MP3 player, I was reading the librettoon the web.
The head god, Wotan, and Loge, the god of fire, sort of like the North American Indian Coyote have captured Albreich. But I digress. Suffice it to say that I want to be Loge when I grow up.

Loge taunts Albreich:

Da, Vetter,
sitze du fest!
Luge Liebster,
dort liegt die Welt,
die du Lungrer gewinnen dir willst:
welch Stellchen, sag’,
bestimmst du drin mir zu Stall?

Having seen some really bad translations, including this one:

Sit tight there,
kinsman!
Look, my dear,
there lies the world
that you wanted to win for yourself, you loafer.
What spot, tell me,
will you allow me for my sty?

So I ran it through Babel Fish.

There, cousins, stick you! Peep to dearest one, there the world lies, which you Lungrer win you want: what Stellchen, sag’ , do you intend in it me for stable?

They need to work on that thing.