Reven Og Bjørnen - Folque

Reven han sto inni hola og grov,

her lier uti nipp sagde reven.

Steffa maure fatta i rova og drog,

for bonden slenger vipp uti tirumtapp.

Og kranselin kom ikkje før rova slapp.

Steffa maure med sitt rosenskinn

han vant seier på Kranselin.

Å kjære steffa maure du bier meg ei tid,

her lier uti nipp sagde reven.

til eg kan få skifta ut sælegåva mi.

for bonden slenger vipp uti tirumtapp.

Og kranselin kom ikkje før rova slapp.

Steffa maure med sitt rosenskinn

han vant seier på Kranselin.

Å futen så gjeve eg no mi hu',

her lier uti nipp sagde reven.

han plagar så gjønne at færa si lu'.

for bonden slenger vipp uti tirumtapp.

Og kranselin kom ikkje før rova slapp.

Steffa maure med sitt rosenskinn

han vant seier på Kranselin.

Og skrivaren gjeve og no mi klo,

her lier uti nipp sagde reven.

han skrive så gjønne ei tjug for to.

for bonden slenger vipp uti tirumtapp.

Og kranselin kom ikkje før rova slapp.

Steffa maure med sitt rosenskinn

han vant seier på Kranselin.

Og presten gjeve eg no mi tunge,

her lier uti nipp sagde reven.

for han må så jamleg for almugen sjunge.

for bonden slenger vipp uti tirumtapp.

Og kranselin kom ikkje før rova slapp.

Steffa maure med sitt rosenskinn

han vant seier på Kranselin.

Skyss-skaffaren gjeve eg no min fot,

her lier uti nipp sagde reven.

han springer så mang en bakke imot.

for bonden slenger vipp uti tirumtapp.

Og kranselin kom ikkje før rova slapp.

Steffa maure med sitt rosenskinn

han vant seier på Kranselin.

The fox he stood inside the pit and rough,

here lier uti nipp said the fox.

Steffa ants grabbed the booty and pulled,

for the farmer throws the tilt out of the tirum tap.

And the wreath did not come until the prey let go.

Steffa ant with her rose skin

he won victory at Kranselin.

Dear steffa ant you are begging me for a while,

here lier uti nipp said the fox.

until I can exchange my gift of seal.

for the farmer throws the tilt out of the tirum tap.

And the wreath did not come until the prey let go.

Steffa ant with her rose skin

he won victory at Kranselin.

Oh futen so gjeve eg no mi hu ',

here lier uti nipp said the fox.

he bothers so gladly to move his lu '.

for the farmer throws the tilt out of the tirum tap.

And the wreath did not come until the prey let go.

Steffa ant with her rose skin

he won victory at Kranselin.

And the printer gave and now my claw,

here lier uti nipp said the fox.

he write so gjinne a twenty for two.

for the farmer throws the tilt out of the tirum tap.

And the wreath did not come until the prey let go.

Steffa ant with her rose skin

he won victory at Kranselin.

And the priest I now give my tongue,

here lier uti nipp said the fox.

for he must so jamleg for the common people sing.

for the farmer throws the tilt out of the tirum tap.

And the wreath did not come until the prey let go.

Steffa ant with her rose skin

he won victory at Kranselin.

I now give the shuttle provider my footing,

here lier uti nipp said the fox.

he runs so many a hill against.

for the farmer throws the tilt out of the tirum tap.

And the wreath did not come until the prey let go.

Steffa ant with her rose skin

he won victory at Kranselin.