Lyrics and translation Paddy Reilly - Deportees - Live

Deportees - Live

Villemann gjekk seg te storan å,
Hei fagraste lindelauvi alle
Der han ville gullharpa slå
For de runerne de lyster han å vinne

Villemann gjenge for straumen å stå,
Hei fagraste lindelauvi alle
Mesterleg kunne han gullharpa slå
For de runerne de lyster han å vinne

Han leika med lente, han leika med list,
Hei fagraste lindelauvi alle
Og fugelen tagna på grønande kvist
For de runerne de lyster han å vinne

Han leika med lente, han leika med gny,
Han leika Magnhild av nykkens arm

Men då steig trolli upp or djupaste sjø,
Det gjalla i berg og det runga i sky

Då slo han si harpe til bonns i sin harm,
Og utvinner krafti av trollenes arm

Deportees - Live

Villemann went to the big city,
Oh, fairest lime tree leaf in all the world
Where he wanted to play the golden harp
For the runes he longed to win

Villemann stood before the strom,
Oh, fairest lime tree leaf in all the world
Masterfully he could play the golden harp
For the runes he longed to win

He played with ease, he played with cunning,
Oh, fairest lime tree leaf in all the world
And the birds fell silent on the greening branch
For the runes he longed to win

He played with ease, he played with power,
He played Magnhild of the nixie's arm

But then the trolls rose up from the deepest sea,
It echoed in the mountains and thundered in the sky

Then he struck his harp to the ground in his anger,
And wrested the might from the trolls' arm