Týr — Ramund Hin Unge song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Ramund Hin Unge" by Týr.
Lyrics
Ramund var sig en bedre mand
om han havde bedre klæder
Dronningen gav hannem klæder påstand
af blågarn, bast og læder
«Sådant vil jeg ikke ha,» sagde Ramund.
«Sådant står mig ikke bra,» sagde Ramund hin unge
Ramund gik sig ved salten søstrand
der såhan syv jætter stande
«Tager jeg Ramund påmin mindste hånd
og kaster ham langt fra lande»
«Det gør ikke ene du,» sagde Ramund
«I måkomme alle syv,» sagde Ramund hin unge
Ramund tog til sit dyre sværd
det han kaldte dymlingen røde
Hug han de jætter syv med en færd
at blodet randt dennem til døde
«Der ligger alle syv,» sagde Ramund
«Alt står jeg her endnu,» sagde Ramund hin unge
Kejseren ud af vinduet så
med angst og sorrigfuld mine
«Hvo er den mand, i gården mon stå
og der såhæsselig grine?
«Det er mig, jeg har lyst,» sagde Ramund
«Med dig at vov' en dyst,» sagde Ramund hin unge
Ramund tog til sin store kniv
den han kaldte dymlingen dyre
Skilte han kejseren ved hans liv
at hovedet fløj femten mile
«Jeg mente den ej bed,» sagde Ramund
«Dog rinder blodet ned,» sagde Ramund hin unge
Lyrics translation
Ramund was a better man
whether he had better clothes
The Queen gave hannem garments claim
of blue yarn, bast and leather
"I don't want that," Ramund said.
"This is not my fault," said Ramund hin, a young man
Ramund walked by salten søstrand
there he saw seven Giants stands
"Do I take Ramund onmy smallest hand
and throws him far from countries»
"It does not one you," said Ramund
"You must come all seven," said Ramund hin young
Ramund took to his expensive sword
what he called dymlingen red
He cut the Giants seven with a journey
that the blood ran to death
"There are all seven," said Ramund
"All I stand here yet," said Ramund hin young
The emperor out the window saw
with anxiety and sorrowful mine
"Who is the man in the yard?
and there's such a laugh?
"It's me I feel like," Ramund said
"With you to dare a joust," said Ramund hin young
Ramund took to his big knife
the one he called dymlingen expensive
Did he divide the emperor by his life
that the head flew fifteen miles
"I meant it didn't bite," said Ramund
"Yet the blood is running down," said Ramund hin young