| Det gjekk en kjempe gjennom læinjet
| A giant went through the leeward jet
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| og hain va' ydmjuk om han va' stor
| and he was humble if he was great
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| Hain trådde varsomt på væg og vidde,
| Hain stepped cautiously on wall and expanse,
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| og hain fór itte med store ord.
| and the rooster went away with great words.
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| Og itte veit je, men jammen trur jeg,
| And you don't know, but I think so,
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| at han var redd for å setta spor.
| that he was afraid to leave a mark.
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| Men spora sto der,
| But the tracks were there,
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| og spora står der,
| and the tracks are there,
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| og i dom blømer ein sommardag.
| and in them a summer day blooms.
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| I æille lier, på æille stier,
| In æille lier, on æille paths,
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| der kan du kjinne hass andedrag.
| there you can smell his breath.
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| Og itte veit je, men jammen trur jeg,
| And you don't know, but I think so,
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| vi vart eit varmere folkeslag.
| we were a warmer people.
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| Hain gjorde sliten, men rak i ryggen,
| Hain made tired but straight in the back,
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| han tente lys over gråbeinskveld (?)
| he lit a candle over gray bone evening (?)
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| Hain sang for æille, men helst for unga,
| Hain sang for the old, but preferably for the young,
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| og dom veit best at’n Alf var tell.
| and they know best that an Alf was a count.
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| Og itte trur je, men jammen VEIT JE,
| And you don't think, but you KNOW,
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| om han er borte, så lever’n vel.
| if he is gone, he is alive.
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| (Fann ikkje tekst på internett, så har skreve ned det eg har høyrt — gjerne
| (Couldn't find text on the internet, so I've written down what I've heard - please
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| korriger det som er feil) | correct what is wrong) |