 Song information  On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Hilla Lilla , by - Garmarna. Song from the album Guds Spelemän, in the genre Фолк-рок
 Song information  On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Hilla Lilla , by - Garmarna. Song from the album Guds Spelemän, in the genre Фолк-рокRelease date: 13.02.1996
Record label: Massproduktion
Song language: Swedish
 Song information  On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Hilla Lilla , by - Garmarna. Song from the album Guds Spelemän, in the genre Фолк-рок
 Song information  On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Hilla Lilla , by - Garmarna. Song from the album Guds Spelemän, in the genre Фолк-рок| Hilla Lilla(original) | 
| Hilla Lilla sitter i kammaren sin | 
| Ingen vet min sorg utan Gud | 
| Hon fäller så mången tår uppå kind | 
| Den lever aldrig till som jag kan klaga mina sorger | 
| Brådt kom bud för drottningen in | 
| Stolts Hilla Lilla syr så vildt i sömmen sin | 
| Ingen vet min sorg utan Gud | 
| Drottningen axlade kappan blå | 
| Så månde hon sig till stolts Hilla Lilla gå | 
| Den lever aldrig till som jag kan klaga mina sorger | 
| Nådiga Drottning I sätten er här ned | 
| Att jag må tälja mina sorger för er | 
| Ingen vet min sorg utan Gud | 
| Min fader han höll mig så hederlig | 
| Ingen vet min sorg utan Gud | 
| En riddare dagligen tjänte mig | 
| Den lever aldrig till som jag kan klaga mina sorger | 
| Det var Hertig Hillebrand | 
| Ingen vet min sorg utan Gud | 
| Med honom så månde jag fly utav land | 
| Den lever aldrig till som jag kan klaga mina sorger | 
| När som vi kommo i rosende lund | 
| Ingen vet min sorg utan Gud | 
| Där lyste Hertig Hillebrand att vila en stund | 
| Den lever aldrig till som jag kan klaga mina sorger | 
| Han somnar en blund allt uti mitt sköt | 
| Ingen vet min sorg utan Gud | 
| Han sof där en sömn så ljuvlig och söt | 
| Den lever aldrig till som jag kan klaga mina sorger | 
| Hillebrand Hillebrand sov inte nu | 
| Jag hörer min fader och mina bröder sju | 
| Jag hade ej förr utsagt dessa ord | 
| Förrn sju sår lade Hillebrand till jord | 
| Min broder han tog mig vid guldgulan lock | 
| Så binder han mig vid sadelknopp | 
| Och när som vi kommo i första led | 
| Min sorgbundna moder hon ståndar dervid | 
| Då ville min broder kvälja mig | 
| Min moder hon ville bortsälja mig | 
| Den lever aldrig till som jag kan klaga mina sorger | 
| Så sålde de mig för en klocka ny | 
| Ingen vet min sorg utan Gud | 
| Hon hänger i Marie Kyrkeby | 
| Den lever aldrig till som jag kan klaga mina sorger | 
| När moder min hörde den klockans klang | 
| Ingen vet min sorg utan Gud | 
| Hennes hjerta sönder i stycken sprang | 
| Den lever aldrig till som jag kan klaga mina sorger | 
| Stolts Hilla Lilla slöt sitt tal härmed | 
| Ingen vet min sorg utan Gud | 
| Så föll hon död ned för Drottningens knä | 
| Den lever aldrig till som jag kan klaga mina sorger | 
| (translation) | 
| Hilla Lilla is sitting in her house | 
| No one knows my sorrow without God | 
| She sheds so many toes on her cheek | 
| It never lives as I can complain about my sorrows | 
| Bids for the queen came in soon | 
| Proud Hilla Lilla sews so wildly in her seam | 
| No one knows my sorrow without God | 
| The queen wore the blue coat | 
| So she proudly went to Hilla Lilla | 
| It never lives as I can complain about my sorrows | 
| Gracious Queen In the ways you are down here | 
| That I may carve my sorrows for you | 
| No one knows my sorrow without God | 
| My father he kept me so honest | 
| No one knows my sorrow without God | 
| A knight daily served me | 
| It never lives as I can complain about my sorrows | 
| It was Duke Hillebrand | 
| No one knows my sorrow without God | 
| With him I had to flee the country | 
| It never lives as I can complain about my sorrows | 
| When we arrived in a raging grove | 
| No one knows my sorrow without God | 
| Duke Hillebrand wanted to rest there for a while | 
| It never lives as I can complain about my sorrows | 
| He falls asleep a nap all in my lap | 
| No one knows my sorrow without God | 
| He slept there a sleep so lovely and sweet | 
| It never lives as I can complain about my sorrows | 
| Hillebrand Hillebrand did not sleep now | 
| I hear my father and my seven brothers | 
| I had not said these words before | 
| Before seven wounds, Hillebrand buried | 
| My brother he took me by the golden yellow lid | 
| Then he ties me to the saddle knob | 
| And when we came in the first line | 
| My sad mother, she stands by it | 
| Then my brother wanted to strangle me | 
| My mother she wanted to sell me | 
| It never lives as I can complain about my sorrows | 
| So they sold me for a new watch | 
| No one knows my sorrow without God | 
| She hangs out in Marie Kyrkeby | 
| It never lives as I can complain about my sorrows | 
| When my mother heard the sound of that bell | 
| No one knows my sorrow without God | 
| Her heart broke to pieces | 
| It never lives as I can complain about my sorrows | 
| Proud Hilla Lilla closed her speech with this | 
| No one knows my sorrow without God | 
| Then she fell dead before the Queen's lap | 
| It never lives as I can complain about my sorrows | 
| Name | Year | 
|---|---|
| Herr Mannelig | 1996 | 
| Gamen | 1999 | 
| Herr Holger | 1996 | 
| Vänner och fränder | 1996 | 
| Varulven | 1996 | 
| Brun | 1999 | 
| Vedergällningen | 1999 | 
| Bläck | 1999 | 
| Min Man | 1996 | 
| Herr Holkin | 1999 | 
| Herr Olof | 1993 | 
| Euchari ft. Хильдегарда Бингенская | 1999 | 
| Sorgsen ton | 1999 | 
| Nio år | 1999 | 
| Guds spelemän | 1996 | 
| Den Bortsålda | 1994 | 
| Virga ac diadema ft. Хильдегарда Бингенская | 2006 | 
| Straffad Moder & Dotter | 1994 | 
| O Frondens Virga ft. Хильдегарда Бингенская | 2006 | 
| Viridissima Virga ft. Хильдегарда Бингенская | 2006 |