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De To Spellemenn Lyrics
Det bodde en frue ved Kjerraten
"Fattera sommersvane"
To deilige dtre hadde hun
"De vente, de vente, vr velkommen hjem"

Til den yngste gikk beilere hver dag
Det kunne ei den eldste fordra

Den yngste trdte ut p bred ei bro
Den eldste kom etter i falske sko

Sster sster hjelp meg i land
S skal du f min gullspenne

Nei jeg vil ikke redde deg i land
Fr du gir meg din festemann

Nei fr du skulle min festemann f
Fr vil jeg synke under bljan bl

Og der kom vr og vestavind
Og frte liket p stranden inn

Der kom to spillemenn gende frem
De s liket der det l p strand

Kom la oss g opp p den store grd
Der hvor det store bryllup skal st

De spilte for det frste
Vr brud har druknet sin sster

Bruden hun tok en gullring av sin arm
Den ga hun til de spillemenn

Vi str her et par fulle menn
Slett ingen m tro vre ord er sanne

Da de spilte for det tredje
Begynte bruden grte

Om aftenen satt hun p brudebenk
Om morgenen l hun p blet brent

[English translation:]

The Two Musicians

It lived a maiden by Kjerraten
"faralal summer swan"
Two delicious daughters she had
"They awaited, they awaited, be welcomed home"

Every day suitors went to the youngest
The eldest could not take it anymore

The youngest was walking on a broad bridge
The eldest came after with false step

Sister, sister help me to reach the bank
So you shall have my golden buckle

No, I won't save you reaching the bank
Before you give me your betrothed

No, before you shall have my betrothed
I will sink under the blue waves

There came the storm and the western wind
And led the corpse ashore

Two musicians were coming along
They saw the corpse lying on the shore

Come one let's go to the big farm
Where the big marriage shall take place

They played first
Our bride has drowned her sister

The bride took a golden ring from her arm
She gave it to the two musicians

We stay here a couple of drunken men
Right never you have to believe our words are true

Then they play third
The bride began to cry

In the evening she was sitting on the bride bench
In the morning she was burnt on the stake




This lyric was posted anonymously. Not yet confirmed by Book of Metal.