Текст и перевод песни Gilead - Herr Mannelig

Herr Mannelig

Bittida en morgon innan solen upprann
Innan foglarna borjade sjunga
Bergatroliet friade till fager ungersven
Hon hade en falskeliger tunga: Herr Mannelig herr Mannelig trolofven i mig
For det jag bjuder sa gerna
I kunnen val svara endast ja eller nej
Om i viljen eller ej:
Eder vill jag gifva de qvarnarna tolf
Som sta mellan Tillo och Terno
Stenarna de aro af rodaste gull
Och hjulen silfverbeslagna: Herr Mannelig herr Mannelig trolofven i mig
For det jag bjuder sa gerna
I kunnen val svara endast ja eller nej
Om i viljen eller ej:
Sadana gafvor toge jag val emot
On du vore en kristelig qvinna
Men nu sa ar du det varsta bergatroll
Af Neckens och djavulens stamma: Herr Mannelig herr Mannelig trolofven i mig
For det jag bjuder sa gerna
I kunnen val svara endast ja eller nej
Om i viljen eller nej
Bergatrollet ut pa dorren sprang
Hon rister och jamrar sig svara
Hade jag fatt den fager ungersven
Sa hade jag mistat min plaga: Herr Mannelig herr Mannelig trolofven i mig
For det jag bjuder sa gerna
I kunnen val svara endast ja eller nej
Om i viljen eller nej

Sir Knight

Early one morning, before the sun's uprisen
Before the birds have started singing
Mountain troll maid proposed to a fair young squire
She had a slithery tongue: Sir Knight, Sir Knight, plight troth with me
For what I offer I gladly give you
You can surely answer only yes or no
If you will or no:
To you I'll give those twelve mills
That stand between Tillo and Terno
Their stones are of the reddest gold
And the wheels are silver-plated: Sir Knight, Sir Knight, plight troth with me
For what I offer I gladly give you
You can surely answer only yes or no
If you will or no:
Such gifts I would gladly accept,
If you were a Christian woman
But now you are the foulest mountain troll
Of Nacken's and the devil's kin: Sir Knight, Sir Knight, plight troth with me
For what I offer I gladly give you
You can surely answer only yes or no
If you will or no
The mountain troll sprang out the door
She screams and wails bitterly
Had I gotten that fair young squire
Then I would have lost my plague: Sir Knight, Sir Knight, plight troth with me
For what I offer I gladly give you
You can surely answer only yes or no
If you will or no