Grieg: Haugtussa - Song Cycle, Op. 67 - Det syng - Anne Sofie von Otter, Bengt Forsberg, Эдвард Григ

Å veit du den Draum og veit du den Song

So vil du Tonarne gøyma;

Og gilja det for deg so mang ein Gong

Rett aldri so kan du det gløyma

Å hildrande du!

med meg skal du bu

I Blåhaugen skal du din Sylvrokk snu

Du skal ikkje fæla den mjuke Nott

Då Draumen slær ut sine Vengjer

I linnare Ljos en Dagen hev ått

Og Tonar på mjukare Strengjer

Det voggar um Li, det svævest av Strid

Og Dagen ei kjenner den Sæle-Tid

Du skal ikkje ræddas den Elskhug vill

Som syndar og græt og gløymer;

Hans Famn er heit og hans Hug er mild

Og Bjønnen arge han tøymer

Å hildrande du!

med meg skal du bu

I Blåhaugen skal du din Sylvrokk snu

Oh, you know that Dream and you know that Song

So you will Tonarne fun;

And gilja it for you so many a gong

Just never sow so you can forget it

Oh hilarious you!

with me you shall live

In Blåhaugen, turn your Sylvrokk

Thou shalt not be afraid of the soft Night

Then the Dream strikes out its Wings

In linnare Ljos en Dagen hev ått

And Tones on softer strings

It cradles around Li, the hovering of Strid

And the day does not know the Seal Time

You shall not be saved the Beloved

Who sins and cries and forgets;

His Famn is hot and his Hug is gentle

And the bear angry he empties

Oh hilarious you!

with me you shall live

In Blåhaugen, turn your Sylvrokk