Ved Gjætle-Bekken - Ranveig Helen Lægreid, Torgeir Kinne Solsvik, Эдвард Григ

Du surlande Bekk

Du kurlande Bekk

Her ligg du og kosar deg varm og klår

Og sprytar deg rein

Og glid yver Stein

Og sullar så godt

Og mullar så smått

Og glitrar i Soli med mjuke Bår'

Å, her vil eg kvila, kvila

Du tiklande Bekk

Du siklande Bekk

Her gjeng du så glad i den ljose Li

Med Klunk og med Klukk

Med Song og med Sukk

Med Sus og med Dus

Gjenom lauvbygd Hus

Med underlegt Svall og med Svæving blid

Å, her vil eg drøyma, drøyma

Du hullande bekk

Du sullande bekk

Her fekk du seng under mosen mjuk

Her drøymer du kurt

Og gløymer deg burt

Og kviskrar og kved

I den store fred

Med svaling for hugsott og lengting sjuk

Å, her vil eg minnast, minnast

Du vildrande Bekk

Du sildrande Bekk

Kva tenkte du alt på din lange Veg?

Gjenom aude Rom?

Millom Busk og Blom?

Når i Jord du smatt

Når du fann deg att?

Tru nokon du såg so eismal som eg?

Å, her vil eg gløyma, gløyma

Du tislande Bekk

Du rislande Bekk

Du leikar i Lund, du sullar i Ro

Og smiler mot Sol

Og lær i dit Skjol

Og vandrar so langt

Og lærer so mangt …

Å syng kje um det, som eg tenkjer no

Å, lat meg få blunda, blunda!

You buzzing brook

You curling brook

Here you lie and enjoy yourself warm and clear

And sprays you reindeer

And slide udder Stein

And sullar so well

And mumbles little by little

And glitters in Soli with soft Stretcher '

Oh, here I want to rest, rest

You tickling Bekk

You drooling brook

Here you gang so fond of the bright Li

With Klunk and with Klukk

With Song and with Sigh

With Sus and with Dus

Through leafy houses

With inferior Svall and with Svæving gentle

Oh, here I want to dream, dream

You piercing stream

You sizzling stream

Here you got bed under the moss soft

Here you dream kurt

And forget about you

And squeaks and squeaks

In the great peace

With cooling for thought and longing ill

Oh, here I want to remember, remember

You wild Bekk

You trickling brook

What were you all thinking about your long road?

Through ancient Rome?

Millom Busk and Blom?

When in Earth you slipped

When did you find that?

Does anyone believe you saw as eismal as I did?

Oh, here I want to forget, forget

You tickle Bekk

You rippling stream

You play in Lund, you play in Ro

And smiles at Sol

And learn in your Shield

And wandering so far

And learn so much…

To sing kje um det, as I think now

Oh, let me close my eyes, close my eyes!