Luyện nghe bài hát Per Tyrssons Döttar I Vänge

[The Ballad of Per daughters in Vnge]
[Lyrics: Tradititional, Translation: Blad]

Per daughters in Vnge
Oh how chilly their
They were asleep a long time ago
Whilst the woods into leaf
The youngest was the one to awake
She awoke the others
They sat themselves down their beds
and the hair on each other's heads
they dressed in clothes of silk
and made way to church
When they came to hill
met three robbers who held them still
"Pray, you care to become robbers' wives?
Or you rather lose your lives?"
"We would not care to become wives.
We would much lose our lives."
They chopped heads off on birch-wood stem
and soon wells sprung forth by them
The bodies dug down in muddy ground,
the clothes they to Vnga town.
As arrived in Vnga farm
Fru came to greet them.
"Say, you care to buy clothes of silk
that nine maidens have and crotcheted?"
"Open your and let me see
I know them, all three."
Fru Karin quivers as never
and runs to Per Tyrsson who by the door
"There are three robbers our farm
gotten rid of our daughters"
Per Tyrsson grabs his and then
he runs to the two older men.
He asked the one before he stroke
"Who is father and mother?"
"Our father Per in Vnge,
our mother Fru in Skrnge."
Per Tyrsson to the smithy
and forged himself iron his waist.
"What shall our be?"
"We'll build a out of stone and lime."
"Krna shall be its name"
Oh how chilly their
"Oh, how willingly we will it ."
Whilst the woods burst into

[Per Tyrssons Dttrar i
[Lyrics: Tradititional: Swedish

Per dttrar i Vnge.
var deras skog.
De en smn fr lnge.
skogen han lvas.
Frst den yngsta,
sa hon upp de andra
Sa satte de sig pa
sa fltade de varandras
Sa de pa sina silkesklar
sa de sig at kyrkan
Nar som de pa Vnga lid
dr de tre vallare
"Sg I bli vallareviv
viljen I mistra era unga liv?"
"Ej vi blie vallareviv
hellre vi miste vart liv."
De hgg deras pa bjrkestock,
sa rann dr strax tre opp
Kropparna de ner i dy,
buro de fram till by
Nr som de kommo till gard
ute fr dom fru star
"Och I kpa silkessrkar,
som nio jungfrur har och virkat?"
"Ls upp edra och lat mig se,
kanhnda jag knner dem tre."
Fru Karin sig fr slar
och upp till Per Tyrsson i hon gar.
tre vallare pa var gard
de gjort av med dttrarna var."
Per Tyrsson tar svrd i hand
sa hgg han ihjl de tva
Den tredje han innan han slog:
"Vad heter er och mor?"
"Var Per Tyrsson ivnge,
var moder fru i Skrnge."
Per han gar sig at smedjan,
han lt sig jrn om midjan
"Vad ska vi nu gra fr syndamen?"
"Vi ska upp en kyrka av kalk och sten!"
"Den ska heta Krna."
Kaller var deras
"Den ska vi upp sa grna"
Medan skogen han