Herr Mannelig - Acoustic Version - In Extremo traduction en anglais

Herr Mannelig - Acoustic Version

Bittida en morgon innan solen upprann
Innan foglarna började sjunga
Bergatroliet friade till fager ungersven
Hon hade en falskeliger tunga

: Herr Mannelig herr Mannelig trolofven i mig
För det jag bjuder sã gerna
I kunnen väl svara endast ja eller nej
Om i viljen eller ej:

Eder vill jag gifva de gãngare tolf
Som gã uti rosendelunde
Aldrig har det varit nãgon sadel uppã dem
Ej heller betsel uti munnen

Eder vill jag gifva de qvarnarna tolf
Som stã mellan Tillö och Ternö
Stenarna de äro af rödaste gull
Och hjulen silfverbeslagna

Eder vill jag gifva förgyllande svärd
Som klingar utaf femton guldringar
Och strida huru I strida vill
Stridplatsen skolen i väl vinna

Eder vill gifva en skjorta sã ny
Den bästa I lysten att slita
Inte är hon sömnad av nãl eller trã
Men virkat av silket det hvita

Sãdana gãfvor toge jag väl emot
Om du vore en kristelig qvinna
Men nu sã är du det värsta bergatroll
Af Neckens och djävulens stämma

Bergatrollet ut pã dörren sprang
Hon rister och jämrar sig svãra
Hade jag fãtt den fager ungersven
Sã hade jag mistat min plãga

: Herr Mannelig herr Mannelig trolofven i mig
För det jag bjuder sã gerna
I kunnen väl svara endast ja eller nej
Om i viljen eller nej:

[Herr Mannelig (Übersetzung)]

Einmal früh morgens vor Sonnenaufgang
Bevor der Vögel Lied erklang
Machte die Bergtrollin dem Ritter einen Antrag
Sie sprach mit gespaltener Zunge

Ritter Mannelig, Ritter Mannelig
Bitte heirate mich
Denn ich kann dir alles geben
Deine Antwort kann nur "ja" sein oder "nein"
Wenn du es so willst

Ich werde dir zwölf feine Stuten schenken
Die im schattigen Hain grasen
Noch nie haben sie einen Sattel gespürt
Noch nie einen Zügel

Ich werde dir zwölf Mühlen schenken
Gelegen zwischen Tillö und Ternö
Die Mühlsteine sind vom besten roten Glanz
Und die Räder sind aus Silber

Ich werde dir ein goldenes Schwert schenken
Das mit fünfzehn Goldringen klingt
Und im Kampfe zuschlägt wie du willst
Auf dem Schlachtfeld wirst du siegreich sein

Ich will dir ein Hemd schenken, so neu
Das schönste das du je gesehn
Nicht genäht mit Nadel und Faden
Aus der feinsten weißen Seide gehäkelt

Geschenke wie diese würde ich gern annehmen
Wenn du eine christliche Frau wärst
Aber du bist ein böser Bergtroll
Aus dem Geschlecht der Wassertrolle und des
Teufels

Die Bergtrollin rannte zur Tür hinaus
Sie klagte und weinte laut
Hätt′ ich den schönen Herrn bekommen
Wär ich von meiner Qual erlöst

Ritter Mannelig, Ritter Mannelig
Bitte heirate mich
Denn ich kann dir alles geben
Deine Antwort kann nur "ja" sein oder "nein"
Wenn du es so willst

[Herr Mannelig (Extremo - Fassung)]

Bittida en morgon innan solen upprann
Innan foglarna började sjunga
Bergatroliet friade till fager ungersven
Hon hade en falskeliger tunga

: Herr Mannelig herr Mannelig trolofven i mig
För det jag bjuder sã gerna
I kunnen väl svara endast ja eller nej
Om i viljen eller ej:

Eder vill jag gifva de gãngare tolf
Som gã uti rosendelunde
Aldrig har det varit nãgon sadel uppã dem
Ej heller betsel uti munnen

Sãdana gãfvor toge jag väl emot
Om du vore en kristelig qvinna
Men nu sã är du det värsta bergatroll
Af Neckens och djävulens stämma

Bergatrollet ut pã dörren sprang
Hon rister och jämrar sig svãra
Hade jag fãtt den fager ungersven
Sã hade jag mistat min plãga

: Herr Mannelig herr Mannelig trolofven i mig
För det jag bjuder sã gerna
I kunnen väl svara endast ja eller nej
Om i viljen eller nej:
Once in the early morning before sun rise
Before the dawn chorus sounded
The mountain troll woman proposed to a knight
She spoke with a forked tongue

Knight Mannelig, Knight Mannelig
Please marry me
For I can give you everything
Your answer can only be "yes" or "no"
If you want it that way

I will give you twelve fine mares
Which are grazing in the shady grove
They have never felt a saddle
Never a bridle

I will give you twelve mills
Situated between Till and Tern
The mill stones have the finest red gleam
And the wheels are made of silver

I will give you a golden sword
Which sounds with 15 gold rings
And in battles fights as you wish
On the battle field you will be victorious

I will give you a shirt, so new
The most beautiful that you have every seen
Not sewn with needle and thread
Crocheted from the finest white silk

Gifts such as these I would love to accept
If you were a Christian woman
But you are an evil mountain troll woman
From the species of the water trolls and the devil

The mountain troll ran out through the door
She walled and wept loudly
If I had got the handsome man
I would be freed from my pain

Knight Mannelig, Knight Mannelig
Please marry me
For I can give you everything
Your answer can only be "yes" or "no"
If you want it that way

Herr Mannelig - Acoustic Version

One morning before the sun came up
Before the birds began to sing
Bergatroliet proposed to fager ungersven
She had a fake tongue

: Mr. Male Mr. male betrothed in me
For what I bid the sã GERN
You can only answer yes or no
Whether you want it or not:

To you I will give the younger twelve
Som gã uti rosendelunde
There has never been a saddle up them
Neither does the bridle in the mouth

To you I will give the qvarns twelve
Standing between Tillö and Ternö
The stones are of the reddest gold
And the wheels silfverbeslagna

I will give you a golden sword
Like blades of fifteen gold rings
And fight how you want to fight
The school will win

You want to give a shirt so new
The best in the desire to tear
She is not a seamstress or a woodworker.
But the silk of the White

I received the gifts well.
If you were a Christian woman
But now you are the worst mountain troll
The Voice of Necken and the devil

The mountain troll ran out the door
She shakes and moans swearing
Had I given birth to the fag ungersven
That's how I would have lost my plow

: Mr. Male Mr. male betrothed in me
For what I bid the sã GERN
I can väl svara endast yes eller nej
Om i viljen eller nej:

[Mr. Mannelig (translation)]

Once early in the morning before sunrise
Before the birds' song sounded
Did the mountain troll make a proposal to the knight
She spoke with a forked tongue

Knight Manly, Knight Manly
Please marry me
Because I can give you everything
Your answer can only be "yes" or "no"
If you want it that way

I will give you twelve fine mares
Who graze in the shady grove
You have never felt a saddle before
Never had a rein

I will give you twelve mills
Located between Tillö and Ternö
The millstones are of the best red luster
And the wheels are made of silver

I will give you a golden sword
That sounds like fifteen gold rings
And in the fight strikes as you like
On the battlefield you will be victorious

I want to give you a shirt, so new
The most beautiful thing you've ever seen
Not sewn with needle and thread
Crocheted from the finest white silk

I would like to accept gifts like these
If you were a Christian woman
But you're an evil mountain troll
From the gender of the water troll and the
Devil

The mountain troll ran out the door
She complained and cried loudly
Would I have got the beautiful Gentleman
Would I be released from my torment

Knight Manly, Knight Manly
Please marry me
Because I can give you everything
Your answer can only be "yes" or "no"
If you want it that way

[Mr. Mannelig (extreme version)]

Bittida en morgon innan solen upprann
Before the birds began to sing
Bergatroliet proposed to fager ungersven
She had a fake tongue

: Mr. Male Mr. male betrothed in me
For what I bid the sã GERN
You can only answer yes or no
Whether you want it or not:

To you I will give the younger twelve
Som gã uti rosendelunde
There has never been a saddle up them
Neither does the bridle in the mouth

I received the gifts well.
If you were a Christian woman
But now you are the worst mountain troll
The Voice of Necken and the devil

The mountain troll ran out the door
She shakes and moans swearing
Had I given birth to the fag ungersven
That's how I would have lost my plow

: Mr. Male Mr. male betrothed in me
For what I bid the sã GERN
You can only answer yes or no
Whether in the will or no:
Once in the early morning before sun rise
Before the dawn chorus sounded
The mountain troll woman proposed to a knight
She spoke with a forked tongue

Knight Mannelig, Knight Mannelig
Please marry me
For I can give you everything
Your answer can only be "yes" or "no"
If you want it that way

I will give you twelve fine mares
Which are grazing in the shady grove
They have never felt a saddle
Never a bridle

I will give you twelve mills
Situated between Till and Tern
The mill stones have the finest red gleam
And the wheels are made of silver

I will give you a golden sword
Which sounds with 15 gold rings
And in battles fights as you wish
On the battle field you will be victorious

I will give you a shirt, so new
The most beautiful that you have every seen
Not sewn with needle and thread
Crocheted from the finest white silk

Gifts such as these I would love to accept
If you were a Christian woman
But you are an evil mountain troll woman
From the species of the water trolls and the devil

The mountain troll ran out through the door
She walled and wept loudly
If I had got the handsome man
I would be freed from my pain

Knight Mannelig, Knight Mannelig
Please marry me
For I can give you everything
Your answer can only be "yes" or "no"
If you want it that way