Fisk i Grndal beit ikkje p
Til yde seter han Nils laut g
Og sengja seg innom stokke-nov
Med regnet tromma s godt han sov
Men brtt han vakna og var i lag
Med folk og kretur i solljos dag
Det lydde bjllur, lokk og raut
Og anga stulstell og lukt av naut
Ei ven budeie med mjlking stulla
Og ein vidunderleg sltt ho tulla
Nr inn i bue ho byttar bar
Og sila mjlka i kjel og kar
Det rokk og varde til Nils fekk sj
At det var huldra han lydde p
Med sltt i minnet, leine att
Han som ein annan tok livet fatt
[English translation:]
Hulder Tune
Fish in Grndal wouldn't bite
To lonely mountain-dairy Nils had to go
And find rest in the corner of chopped logs
When the rain started drumming he was fast asleep
Suddenly he awoke and was in company
Of people and farm-animals in sunny day
Cowbells sounded, calls and moos
And tang of cabin-work4 and smell of cattle
A beautiful milkmaid with milking puttered
And a wonderful song she sung
When inside she carried the buckets
And sifted the milk into kettle and tub
A long time passed until Nils took note
That it was the Hulder he was listening to
With the song in his memory, alone again
He'd never live his life the same again.
This lyric was posted anonymously. Not yet confirmed by Book of Metal.
