mersiowsky - 8-5-2015 at 04:50 PM
(From: Burk and Jensen)
Translated by Ed Bernthal
The maiden sat under the oak tree,
The green oak tree,
There rode a rider up to her
On his brown horse,
Jederhei!
On his brown horse.
‘What are you doing here, my maiden
Under the green oak tree?
Are you sewing a silk handkerchief,
Are you binding a rue wreath,
Jederhei!
Are you binding a rue wreath?’
“Two wreaths have I bound
Of find rue for me,
The one I give to my loved one
The other I keep for myself,
Jederhei!
The other I keep for myself.”
‘This I say to you, my maiden,
Give the one to me,
Just don’t anger the rider,
Much more than your loved one,
Jederhei!
Much more than your loved one.
“What do I care about the rider,
The strange rider,
The rider, he rides away
And does not come back,
Jederhei!
And does not come back.”
Three men have fought,
Three men for her wreath.
They have fought so long,
Till the judgment day,
Jederhei!
Till the judgment day.
One they brought to the cemetery,
The other one to the doctor,
The third, her real sweetheart,
To her bedroom,
Jederhei!
To her clean bed.
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