Perpålsa - Lumsk

Perpålsa tussen budde i en stein

I Nordland, i Nordland

Å han Svensk-Henrik var på flukt på sine bein

Han sprang frå lensmannen i dalen

Svensk-Henrik sprang, og han sprang

I Nordland, i Nordland

Og lensmannen kom likke bak med tvang

Han klare aldri sleppe unna

Langt borte såg han noko han trudde

I Nordland, i Nordland

Steinen der han Perpålsa budde

Og pusten frå lensmannen va like bak

Han kasta seg bak stein han måtte sjå

I Nordland, i Nordland

Han dundra og banka febrilsk og kraftig på

Han Perpålsa var heldigvis heime

Døre opna seg litt på gløtt

I Nordland

Han Svensk-Henrik smatt inn

No ska eg sov søtt

-Det var ein tussestein!

Perpålsa between budde i en stein

In Nordland, in Nordland

Oh he Swedish-Henrik was on the run on his feet

He ran from the sheriff in the valley

Swedish-Henrik ran, and he ran

In Nordland, in Nordland

And the sheriff did not come back by force

He never managed to escape

Far away he saw something he thought

In Nordland, in Nordland

The stone where he bid Perpålsa

And the sheriff's breath was just behind

He threw himself behind a rock he had to see

In Nordland, in Nordland

He thundered and knocked feverishly and violently

He Perpålsa was fortunately home

Doors opened a little ajar

In Nordland

He Swedish-Henrik slipped in

Now I'm going to sleep sweet

-It was a tussle!