Lyrics of Herr Mannelig - Heimataerde

Herr Mannelig (original)

Bittida en morgon innan solen upprann
Innan foglarna borjade sjunga
Bergatroliet friade till fager ungersven
Hon hade en falskeliger tunga
:Herr Mannelig herr Mannelig trolofven i mig
For det jag bjuder sa gerna
I kunnen val svara endast ja eller nej
Om i viljen eller ej:
Eder vill jag gifva de gangare tolf
Som ga uti rosendelunde
Aldrig har det varit nagon sadel uppa dem
Ej heller betsel uti munnen
:Herr Mannelig herr Mannelig trolofven i mig
For det jag bjuder sa gerna
I kunnen val svara endast ja eller nej
Om i viljen eller ej:
Eder vill jag gifva de qvarnarna tolf
Som sta mellan Tillo och Terno
Stenarna de aro af rodaste gull
Och hjulen silfverbeslagna
Sadana gafvor toge jag val emot
On du vore en kristelig qvinna
Men nu sa ar du det varsta bergatroll
Af Neckens och djavulens stamma
:Herr Mannelig herr Mannelig trolofven i mig
For det jag bjuder sa gerna
I kunnen val svara endast ja eller nej
Om i viljen eller ej:
Bergatrollet ut pa dorren sprang
Hon rister och jamrar sig svara
Hade jag fatt den fager ungersven
Sa hade jag mistat min plaga
:Herr Mannelig herr Mannelig trolofven i mig
For det jag bjuder sa gerna
I kunnen val svara endast ja eller nej
Om i viljen eller nej: (4 x)

(translation)

Early one morning before the sun rose
Before the birds began to sing
Bergatroliet proposed to a beautiful young friend
She had a more fake tongue
: Mr. Male Mr. Male trolofven in me
For what I offer so gladly
In your choice, answer only yes or no
Whether at will or not:
I want to give you the twelve walkers
Which gave out rosendelunde
There has never been a saddle up on them
No bridle in the mouth either
: Mr. Male Mr. Male trolofven in me
For what I offer so gladly
In your choice, answer only yes or no
Whether at will or not:
I want to give you those twelve mills
As standing between Tillo and Terno
The stones are of the reddest gold
And the wheels are silver-plated
I received such gifts
If you were a Christian woman
But now you're the worst mountain troll
Of the Tribe of the Neck and the Devil
: Mr. Male Mr. Male trolofven in me
For what I offer so gladly
In your choice, answer only yes or no
Whether at will or not:
The mountain troll out the door ran
She shakes and moans to answer
Had I got that beautiful young friend
Then I had lost my torment
: Mr. Male Mr. Male trolofven in me
For what I offer so gladly
In your choice, answer only yes or no
Whether at will or not: (4 x)