Keningsting -

It is hjerstwaar yn ‘e wrâld en de dagen wurde skier

Mar minsken jong en âld komme nei de beam fan fier

Asega is it tingtiid?

De tiid is kaam om te kiezen

Sa is it!

Fryslân's soannen it ting sil jim in kening jaan

Rûn tûzen fjurren wurdt sprutsen oer moarn

Oer de nije kening Aldgillissoan

Wêda's segen sil der ha, oan him sil ik in offer bringe

Mei it knyft djip yn myn fleis dript it bloed my oer de fingers

Kervjend yn myn eigen boarst sil ik help oan ieneach freegje

Om te bringen op it skyld de man dy’t eare en rykdom takomt

Oanfurdigje myn offer!

Stean ús by!

Oanfurdigje myn offer!

Stean ús by!

Mei goadefroulju praat er en mei Nertha op syn hân

Sil oer de lannen hearskje, Aldgillissoan

Dan wurdt it stil

Oant de Asega ropt:

Folk fan Fryslân, soannen fan Inguz

Harkje nei wat ik sis

Op it skyld sil heven wurde

De man dy’t troch ús útkard is

It's autumn weather in the world and the days are getting cloudy

But people young and old come to the tree from afar

Asega is it time?

The time has come to choose

So be it!

The sons of Friesland the thing will give you a king

Around a thousand fires are being talked about tomorrow

About the new King Aldgillisson

Veda's blessing will be there, to him I will offer a sacrifice

With the knife deep in my flesh, the blood drips over my fingers

Carving in my own chest I will ask someone for help

To bring to the shield the man who deserves honor and wealth

Accept my sacrifice!

Join us!

Accept my sacrifice!

Join us!

He talks to goddesses and to Nertha on his hand

Will rule over the lands, Aldgillissoan

Then it becomes quiet

Until the Asega calls:

People of Friesland, sons of Inguz

Listen to what I say

On the shield will be raised

The man chosen by us