Kraka - Valravn, Kenneth Bager

Ved norges kyst i aftens sol, stod Grima og Harke alene

Fattige de var og uden lykke, de ser guldharpen så ene

Aldrig smukkere barn de så, hendes skønhed de dækkede med tjære

Kraka gav de hende som navn, træl på gården hun skulle være

Lang lang er vejen for Aslaug

Længe venter lykken på Kraka

Vesten vindfugle sangkvinde danser i flammens skygge

Den gyldne harpe synger nu længsel smed mit hjertes smykke

Hun hører skibet før solen står op

Tør du Kraka komme til mig, hverken nøgen eller klædt

Hverken mæt eller fastende, alene og ej i mands følge

Ud slog hun sit lange hår, flettet sammen med net

Løgets bid gjorde hende ikke mæt, en ravn var hendes følge

Lang lang er vejen for Aslaug

Længe venter lykken på Kraka

By the Norwegian coast in the evening sun, Grima and Harke stood alone

Poor they were and without happiness, they see the golden harp so one

Never more beautiful child they saw, her beauty they covered with tar

Kraka they gave her as name, slave on the farm she was to be

Long long is the way for Aslaug

Luck awaits Kraka for a long time

West wind birds songwoman dances in the shadow of the flame

The golden harp now sings longing threw my heart's jewel

She hears the ship before the sun rises

Dare you Kraka come to me, neither naked nor clothed

Neither satiated nor fasting, alone and not in man's company

Out she stroked her long hair, braided together with nets

The bite of the onion did not satiate her, a raven was her entourage

Long long is the way for Aslaug

Luck awaits Kraka for a long time