Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Straffad Moder & Dotter, artist - Garmarna. Album song Vittrad, in the genre Фолк-рок
Date of issue: 17.04.1994
Record label: Massproduktion
Song language: Swedish
Straffad Moder & Dotter(original) |
Modern och dottern stod och bakade bröd |
In kommer räven med sin päls så röd |
Modern och dottern stod och silade vin |
In kommer ulfven i sitt gråa skinn |
Är icke du vår moder som ej gav oss liv |
Nu skall du stekas opp och skäras med kniv |
Är icke du vår moder som ej gav oss mat |
Nu skall du stekas opp och läggas på fat |
Är icke du vår moder som ej gav oss dryck |
Nu skall du slaktas och skäras i styck |
De togo modern och dottern och rev deras klä'r |
De togo modern och dottern och slet dem isär |
De togo dem ifrån deras bröd och vin |
Började klösa, sarga deras skinn |
Nu var den modern och dottern död |
De sögo och drucko deras blod så röd |
De togo den modern och dottern så god |
Drucko begärligt deras hjärteblod |
Knappt de hade druckit deras varma blod |
Förrän trollpackan allt framför dem stod |
Trollpackan slog dem med förtrollad stav |
Två vackra prinsar var vad staven gav |
Jag slog er med min stav, förbannelsen vek |
Vållad av straffad moders grymma svek |
(translation) |
Mother and daughter stood and baked bread |
The fox comes in with his fur so red |
Mother and daughter stood sifting wine |
The wolf enters in his gray skin |
Are you not our mother who did not give us life? |
Now you have to fry it up and cut it with a knife |
Are you not our mother who did not give us food? |
Now you have to fry it up and put it on a plate |
Are you not our mother who did not give us drink? |
Now you must be slaughtered and cut into pieces |
They took the mother and daughter and tore their clothes |
They took the mother and daughter and tore them apart |
They took them away from their bread and wine |
Began to itch, tearing their skins |
Now the mother and daughter were dead |
They sucked and drank their blood so red |
They took the mother and daughter so well |
Greedily drank their heart blood |
Hardly had they drunk their warm blood |
Before the magic pack stood in front of them |
The magic pack beat them with an enchanted wand |
Two beautiful princes were what the staff gave |
I struck you with my rod, the curse fell |
Caused by the cruel betrayal of the punished mother |