Du ville heim fara
Som du eingong lova
Ingen kunne gjeva meg meir
Du som meg sveipte i brurelin
Men runer dei meir visste
Enn eg ville vite
Han ville heim fara
Som han deg eingong lova
Ingen kunne gjeva deg meir
Han som deg sveipte i brurelin
Men runer dei meir visste
Enn ho ville vite
Mot din vilje
MØy mot din vilje
Frå garde han fór
Frå garde han fór
Kaldvind herja
Uvettet ylte
Jordi ho skalv
Frå garde han fór
Mot min vilje
Eg fór frå garde
Eg ville gjeva deg meir
Som eg deg eingong lova
Du Sigrlinn Atles dotter
I soli lyser perlebandet
Du er f**er men sorg du gjev meg
Over huldreheimar vil du fara
Såre sorgi set åt meg no
Vilt eg fór og vitlaus var eg til
Illkvasse augo på FrØya
I tåka over doggvått fjell
Eit trihovda troll meg slengde
I skjold det skalv
Mine brØdrar drap du
Gull og sylv du aldri hadde
Vilt du fór og vitlaus var du
FrØya's augo illkvasse
Illkvasse
Sigrlinn eg heiter
Eg er Atles dotter Sveinungs mØy
Du åleine i djupe daler
Du kom aldri heim
Eg finn ikkje ord som kan trØyste
Eg finn ikkje glede i livet
Som mit eige liv elska eg han
Han ville heim fara
Som han eingong lova
Ingen kunne gjeva ho meir
Han elska ho i brurelin
Sigrlinn (translation)
Sigrlinn:
You wanted to return to home
Like you once had promised
Nobody loves me more
Than you, my groom
But runes tell more secrets
Than I would prefer to know
Narrator:
He wanted to come home
Like he once had promised you
Nobody loves you more
Than he, your groom
But runes tell more secrets
Than she would like to know
Choir:
Against you will
Woman, against your will
He left home
He left home
Cold wind raged
Bad weather howled
The earth shook
As he left home
Against my will
Sveinung:
I left our home
For I wanted to give you more
Like I once promised you
You, Sigrlinn, Atle's daughter
Sigrlinn:
In the sun my necklace of pearls is shining
You are beautiful, but you make me cry
Through the hills of hulder* you will ride
Great sorrow is within my heart
Sveinung:
I was riding on, out of my mind
There, Froeya's piercing eyes
In the fog across misty mountains
A three-headed troll hit me
Shivering shields,
You killed my brothers
Choir:
Gold and silver you never owned
Riding on, out of your mind
(Followed by) Froeya's piercing eyes
Deadly
Sigrlinn:
My name is Sigrlinn
I am Atle's daughter, wife of Sveinung
You, all alone in the deep valleys
You never came back
I can't find soothing words
Joy has left me
I loved him like my own life
Narrator:
He wanted to return to home
Like he once promised
Nobody loves her more
Like he loves her
*hulder is often found in Norwegian traditional legends, referred to as a wicked, alluring siren inhabiting hills and mountains.
Som du eingong lova
Ingen kunne gjeva meg meir
Du som meg sveipte i brurelin
Men runer dei meir visste
Enn eg ville vite
Han ville heim fara
Som han deg eingong lova
Ingen kunne gjeva deg meir
Han som deg sveipte i brurelin
Men runer dei meir visste
Enn ho ville vite
Mot din vilje
MØy mot din vilje
Frå garde han fór
Frå garde han fór
Kaldvind herja
Uvettet ylte
Jordi ho skalv
Frå garde han fór
Mot min vilje
Eg fór frå garde
Eg ville gjeva deg meir
Som eg deg eingong lova
Du Sigrlinn Atles dotter
I soli lyser perlebandet
Du er f**er men sorg du gjev meg
Over huldreheimar vil du fara
Såre sorgi set åt meg no
Vilt eg fór og vitlaus var eg til
Illkvasse augo på FrØya
I tåka over doggvått fjell
Eit trihovda troll meg slengde
I skjold det skalv
Mine brØdrar drap du
Gull og sylv du aldri hadde
Vilt du fór og vitlaus var du
FrØya's augo illkvasse
Illkvasse
Sigrlinn eg heiter
Eg er Atles dotter Sveinungs mØy
Du åleine i djupe daler
Du kom aldri heim
Eg finn ikkje ord som kan trØyste
Eg finn ikkje glede i livet
Som mit eige liv elska eg han
Han ville heim fara
Som han eingong lova
Ingen kunne gjeva ho meir
Han elska ho i brurelin
Sigrlinn (translation)
Sigrlinn:
You wanted to return to home
Like you once had promised
Nobody loves me more
Than you, my groom
But runes tell more secrets
Than I would prefer to know
Narrator:
He wanted to come home
Like he once had promised you
Nobody loves you more
Than he, your groom
But runes tell more secrets
Than she would like to know
Choir:
Against you will
Woman, against your will
He left home
He left home
Cold wind raged
Bad weather howled
The earth shook
As he left home
Against my will
Sveinung:
I left our home
For I wanted to give you more
Like I once promised you
You, Sigrlinn, Atle's daughter
Sigrlinn:
In the sun my necklace of pearls is shining
You are beautiful, but you make me cry
Through the hills of hulder* you will ride
Great sorrow is within my heart
Sveinung:
I was riding on, out of my mind
There, Froeya's piercing eyes
In the fog across misty mountains
A three-headed troll hit me
Shivering shields,
You killed my brothers
Choir:
Gold and silver you never owned
Riding on, out of your mind
(Followed by) Froeya's piercing eyes
Deadly
Sigrlinn:
My name is Sigrlinn
I am Atle's daughter, wife of Sveinung
You, all alone in the deep valleys
You never came back
I can't find soothing words
Joy has left me
I loved him like my own life
Narrator:
He wanted to return to home
Like he once promised
Nobody loves her more
Like he loves her
*hulder is often found in Norwegian traditional legends, referred to as a wicked, alluring siren inhabiting hills and mountains.