Translation of the song lyrics Sara - Triakel

Sara (original)

Jag tog mig en hustru och ho hette Sara
Pompa pompa pomfarallanlara
Men det ska ni tro
Var ett syndastraffets mara
Pompa pompa pomfarallanra
En näsa ho hade så lång som ett hackspett
Och munnen var bred som Atlantiska haver
Å håret var rött så det fräste för vatten
Men om det i det har vart’n kam vete katten
Å fötter så stora som Brohulta bärde
Men uti bena fanns ej mycket värde
Jo en pojke vi fick
Men han dog med detsamma
Och det var ju bra
För han liknade sin mamma
Och inom åtta dagar sådog a
Odet var ju bra för hin håle han tog a
Å vad jag var gla när jag feck a ner i grava
Men mest synd det var om gammärra
Som sku dra na

Sara (translation)

I took a wife and her name was Sara
Pompa pompa pomfarallanlara
But you will believe it
Be a mara of the penalty of sin
Pompa pompa pomfarallanra
A nose female was as long as a woodpecker
And the mouth was as wide as the Atlantic Ocean
Oh, the hair was red so it rustled for water
But if it has been a comb, the cat knows
On the feet as big as Brohulta carried
But there was not much value in the legs
Yes, a boy we got
But he died immediately
And that was good
Because he looked like his mother
And within eight days sowed a
The ode was good for the hole he took a
Oh what I was glad when I got a down in the grave
But most pity it was about old age
Som sku dra na