[The Ballad of Per Tysson's daughters in V?ge]

[Lyrics: Tradititional, Translation: Mathias Blad]

Per Tyrsson's daughters in V?ge
Oh how chilly their woods
They were fast asleep a long time ago
Whilst the woods burst into leaf

The youngest was the first one to awake
She soon awoke the others

They sat themselves down upon their beds
and plaited the hair on each other's heads

Then they dressed in clothes of silk
and made their way to church

When they came to V?ga hill
they met three robbers who held them still

"Pray, would you care to become robbers' wives?
Or would you rather lose your lives?"

"We would not care to become robbers' wives.
We would much rather lose our lives."

They chopped their heads off on birch-wood stem
and soon three wells sprung forth by them

The bodies were dug down in muddy ground,
the clothes they carried to V?ga town.

As they arrived in V?ga farm
Fru Karin came to greet them.

"Say, would you care to buy clothes of silk
that nine maidens have knitted and crotcheted?"

"Open your bundles and let me see
maybe I know them, all three."

Fru Karin quivers as never before
and runs to Per Tyrsson who stands by the door

"There are three robbers outside our farm
they've gotten rid of our daughters"

Per Tyrsson grabs his sword and then
he runs to slay the two older men.

He asked the third one before he stroke
"Who is your father and mother?"

"Our father Per Tyrsson in V?ge,
our mother Fru Karin in Skr?ge."

Per Tyrsson went to the smithy
and forged himself iron round his waist.

"What shall our retribution be?"
"We'll build a church out of stone and lime."

"K?na Church shall be its name"
Oh how chilly their woods
"Oh, how willingly we will build it ."
Whilst the woods burst into leaf

[Per Tyrssons D?trar i V?ge]

[Lyrics: Tradititional: Swedish Version]

Per Tyrssons d?trar i V?ge.
Kaller var deras skog.
De sovo en s?n f? l?ge.
Medan skogen han l?as.

F?st vaknad den yngsta,
sa v?kte hon upp de andra

Sa satte de sig pa s?gestock
sa fl?ade de varandras lock

Sa togo de pa sina silkesklar
sa gingo de sig at kyrkan

Nar som de kommo pa V?ga lid
d? m?te de tre vallare

"S? viljen I bli vallareviv
eller viljen I mistra era unga liv?"

"Ej vilja vi blie vallareviv
hellre vi miste vart unga liv."

De h?g deras huvu'n pa bj?kestock,
sa rann d? strax tre k?lor opp

Kropparna grovo de ner i dy,
kl?erna buro de fram till by

N? som de kommo till V?ga gard
ute f? dom fru Karin star

"Och viljen I k?a silkess?kar,
som nio jungfrur har stickat och virkat?"

"L? upp edra knyten och lat mig se,
kanh?da jag k?ner dem alla tre."

Fru Karin sig f? br?tet slar
och upp till Per Tyrsson i porten hon gar.

Dethaller tre vallare pa var gard
de haver gjort av med d?trarna var."

Per Tyrsson tar sitt sv?d i hand
sa h?g han ihj? de ?dsta tva

Den tredje fraga han innan han slog:
"Vad heter er fader och mor?"

"Var fader Per Tyrsson iv?ge,
var moder fru Karin i Skr?ge."

Per Tyrsson han gar sig at smedjan,
han l? smida sig j?n om midjan

"Vad ska vi nu g?a f? syndamen?"
"Vi ska bygga upp en kyrka av kalk och sten!"

"Den kyrkan ska heta K?na."
Kaller var deras skog
"Den ska vi bygga upp sa g?na"
Medan skogen han l?as