| Sognafjorden ligge mørke og blanke |
| Møddlo viddle fjeddl |
| Braott so lyse so lyse fjorden opp |
| Frao himmedl høyre ein tordenskreddl |
| Eit dimt lys so bli klarare mot land |
| Lyset vise veg |
| Pao gravferdsdagen e da dar baoten vi sigla |
| Dao e da likferd |
| Feigdaklokkene kime, dao veit ein ke so venta |
| Dauden e komen, kem e da han ska henta? |
| Lagnadstundi e komen, dauden ha sendt bod |
| No ska livet enda, no e da tid for sorg |
| Uglao site å remje pao take |
| Dao veit ein da ekje noken veg tebake |
| Feigdi ha varsla at ho inkån skal henta |
| Eg veit kem, men lyte berre venta |
| Dinna dagen so addle frykta |
| Frao dinna dagen kan ingen flykta |
| Ao jord e ein komen te jord skal ein bli |
| Kroppen e daue, men sjeli e fri |
| Dagen dan e komenm da e dommedagen min |
| Livet mitt ha enda, eg ha visna inn |
| Eg kjempa ti eg daua, men kampen blei for hard |
| No e mi tid ute, eg ha faddle I dag |
| Feigdaklokkene kime, dao veit ein ke so venta |
| Dauden e komen, da e meg han ska henta |
| The Sognefjord lies gloomy and still |
| Between wild mountains |
| Abruptly the fjord lights up |
| From the skies, thunderous roars can be heard |
| A dim light becomes clearer towards land |
| The light shows the way |
| On the day of the funeral, that’s where the boat will sail |
| Then the procession will be |
| The deathbells are tolling, then one knows what awaits |
| Death has arrived, who is he taking away? |
| The time of fate has come, Death has sent its bid |
| A life will soon end, the time sorrow is now |
| The owl is screeching at the roof |
| One knows then that there is no way back |
| Death has warned that he will take someone away |
| I know whom, but I will have to wait |
| This day they all fear |
| From this day none can flee |
| Earth to earth, dust to dust |
| The body is dead, but the soul is free |
| The day has come, Judgement day is mine |
| My life has ended, I’ve withered away |
| I fought on 'til I died, but the struggle became too much |
| My time has run out, I fell today |
| The deathbells are tolling, then one knows what awaits |
| Death has arrived, it is I he’s taking away |