De ventede Tøsens Hiemkomst Hun vaer i mørck Skog faren vild Sneens Tepper hafde bredet sig hen Paa Stien hiem - hendes eeneste Ven
Om hun bare kunde Følge Stiernernes Baner Ey hun skulde vildfare Blandt disse mørcke Graner
Skogens mørcke Arme forbarmede sig ofver dend fremmede Giæst Giorde hende vaer i siine inderste Tankers Veemod At i Bergekongens Kammer tørstes efter Christenblod
[De Underjordiske:] «Det nærmer sig stille: Een sørgeklæst Pige Sidder derinde med foldede Hænder Hun sender een Bøn til det himmeldske Rige»
Ofver hendes Hode Det drybber fra Qviist Draabe for Draabe som Blodet Fra Kroppen til Jesu Christ
[Pigen:] «Aa, eismal i ein uggin Skog Eg kjenn at i Kveld I Kveld tenkjer ingen paa meg»
[English translation:]
Led Astray In The Troll Forest
They awaited the maiden's homecoming But she was led astray in the dark forest The snow’s carpet had broadened itself On the homeward path - her only friend
O could She but Follow the starry trails She would not be lost Among these dark spruces
The forest's dark arms embraced the foreign guest Made her sad in her inner thoughts The halls of the Mountain King thirsted for Christian blood
[The Underground People:] "It’s approaching silent; a maid in grief Sits down there with hands joined in prayer She sends a plea to the Kingdom of Heaven"
Upon her head From twigs it’s dripping Drop by drop as the blood (From the body) of Jesus Christ
[The Maiden:] "Alas! Alone in a fearsome forest I feel that tonight Tonight no one thinks about me."