| «P gyllene pelare upphissat block»
| «On golden pillars raised block»
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| S sporde en skogman i vargaskinnsrock
| S asked a forester in a wolfskin coat
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| Som sovit en natt vid granbergets fot
| Who slept one night at the foot of Granberget
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| Och hrde dr inunder gygrornas lock
| And heard there under the lids of the gyro
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| Snart stego de upp som irrblocken gmt
| Soon they rose like the wandering blocks
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| Och nynnade visor s viskande mt
| And hummed songs s whispering mt
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| Den dragande kraft i benhljet slet
| The pulling force in the bone shell tore
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| De varnande orden han hade nu glmt
| The warning words he had now forgotten
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| Ty dessa fr ej nmnas vid namn
| For these are not mentioned by name
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| D, ngestpendeln brjar sin eviga gng
| D, ngestpendeln begins its eternal walk
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| Och han togo dessa uti sin samn
| And he took them out of his possession
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| Frdvlmd utav berusning i virvlande sprng
| Frvvlmd out of intoxication in swirling leaps
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| Snrjd av dess fng han leds
| Snrjd by its fng he is led
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| Likt glittrande droppar ver regnbgens rand
| Like glittering drops over the edge of the rainbow
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| Ett blndande strlfng ifrn regnbgens land
| A blinding ray from the land of the rainbow
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| Det kristalliska sken i gygrornas vrld
| The crystalline light in the world of the cymbals
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| Lycksaligheten i hjrtat nu brast
| The bliss in the heart now broke
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| Lockropens eko s trget skar vasst
| The echo of the lock call s trget cut sharply
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| Hans vdjande bn ej gr hanom fri
| His praying prayer does not set him free
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| Nu hjlpen blott vndelrot och tidebast
| Now only root root and time warp help
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| Ty dessa fr ej nmnas vid namn
| For these are not mentioned by name
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| D, ngestpendeln brjar sin eviga gng
| D, ngestpendeln begins its eternal walk
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| Och han togo dessa uti sin samn
| And he took them out of his possession
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| Frdvlmd utav berusning i virvlande sprng
| Frvvlmd out of intoxication in swirling leaps
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| Snrjd av dess fng han leds | Snrjd by its fng he is led |