Versuri TYR - lavur Riddarars

Album: TYR - lavur Riddarars



Hvrt skal t ria, lavur mn
lofti hongur brynja tn

T fer ikki at veia ta hind
men t fer til tna leikalind

Hvit er skjrtan, vl er hon tvigin
bli verur hon av tr drigin

lavur snist sni mur fr
Gud gevi ikki ganga sum mr er spad

Ungir kallar, ktir kallar, gangi upp glv
dansi lystilig

lavur rur eftir bjrgunum fram
-kol og smiur vi
fann hann upp eitt lvarann

t kom eitt ta lvaflj
fltta hr herar dr

Ver vlkomin lavur Riddarars
t gakk dans og kv fyri oss

T tarvt ikki fltta ttt hr fyri meg
eg eri ikki komin at bija teg

Eg kann ikki meira hj lvum vera
morgin lati eg mtt brdleyp gera

Hvat heldur vilt t sjey vetur liggja str
ella vilt t morgin til moldar g

Hon skonti honum drykkjuhorn
har fr ta eiturkorn

lavur studdist vi sailboga
-kol og smiur vi
hann kysti t moy av ltlum huga

Ungir kallar, ktir kallar, gangi upp glv
dansi lystilig

[Translation:]

Olaf Knightrose

Where are you going, Olaf
your armour hangs in the attic

You are not going to hunt for deer
you are going to your mistress

White is your shirt, well has it been washed
It will be taken of you in blood

Olav turned away from his mother
God grant that it does not go as it has been
foretold

Young lads, happy lads, step up on the floor
dance merrily

Olaf rides along the mountains
-with coal and smith
He came upon an elven house

Out came an elven maiden
Plaided hair on shoulders lay

Be welcome Olaf Knightrose
come to the dance and sing for us

You need not plaid your hair for me
I have not come to ask for you

I can no longer stay with the elves
for tomorrow I will wed

What would you rather, lie ill for seven winters
or be buried tomorrow

She filled him a drinkinghorn
in it went a grain of poison

Olaf leaned on the saddlebow
-with coal and smith
as he reluctantly kissed the maiden

Young lads, happy lads, step up on the floor
dance merrily


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