Lyrics of Bæssfar - Dakota

Bæssfar (original)

Og alle vil huske han ferr den han va, en ærbesmann en gohjerta kar
Han va en trofat slitar han bæssfar han, itj mang ha ærbet så my som han
Oppe tile og sent i seng, han ha alder vørri kravstor på peng
Men no så e d slut, og i lag, med minna står en liten gut
E’n bæssfar bygde gård å kjøpte jord, hadde ærbeslyst så unormalt stor
Dyrka mål på mål og fløtta stena så stor, gjord om myra te dæn finaste jord
Og alle vil huske han ferr den han va, en ærbesmann en gohjerta kar
Han va en trofat slitar han bæssfar han, itj mang ha ærbet så my som han
Oppe tile og sent i seng, han ha alder vørri kravstor på peng
Men no så e d slut, og i lag, med minna står en liten gut
E’n bæssfar ha jobba på anlegg han, skøtti fjell å borra førr hand
Frakta masse og lasta opp med åkermann, både storsten, samfengt og sand
Og alle vil huske han førr denj han va, en ærbesmann en gohjerta kar
Han va en trofat slitar han bæssfar han, itj mang ha ærbet så my som han
Oppe tile og sent i seng, han ha alder vørri kravstor på peng
Men no så e d slut, og i lag, med minna står en liten gut
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(translation)

And everyone will remember him ferr the one he was, an honorable man a good-hearted fellow
He was a trophy, he wears his father-in-law, itj many have inherited as much as he
Up tile and late to bed, he age vørri demanding money
But now so e d end, and in teams, with memory stands a little boy
A father-in-law built a farm to buy land, had been so abnormally large
Cultivate goal by goal and float the stone so big, made of bog the finest soil
And everyone will remember him ferr the one he was, an honorable man a good-hearted fellow
He was a trophy, he wears his father-in-law, itj many have inherited as much as he
Up tile and late to bed, he age vørri demanding money
But now so e d end, and in teams, with memory stands a little boy
A father-in-law, having worked at a construction site, managed to drill mountains before hand
Carry a lot and load up with a farmer, both large stones, common and sand
And everyone will remember him before he was, an honorable man and a good-hearted man
He was a trophy, he wears his father-in-law, itj many have inherited as much as he
Up tile and late to bed, he age vørri demanding money
But now so e d end, and in teams, with memory stands a little boy
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