Lars Lilholt Band — Fandens Fiol song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Fandens Fiol" by Lars Lilholt Band.
Lyrics
Kresten var af husmandsslægt og havde sit hjem
På de yderste marker mod havet
At spille fiol var hans største lyst
Skønt han ikke rigtig havde fat i taw’et
Men nede i åen holdt Fanden til
Og Kresten havde hørt at han ku' spil'
Og solen fik glød
Og morgenhanen gol
Før de sidste toner lød
Fra Krestens fiol
Kresten gik til åen ned og spejled' sig deri
Og ønsked' sig et taw som ingen anden
Kastede en dyrekølle ned i åens dyb
Og råbte højt på Fanden
«Lær mig at spille, min sjæl må du ta'!»
Og Fanden dukked' op og sagde «Ja»
Og solen fik glød …
Nu ku' Kresten spille så det fløjted' og det føg
Og snørebåndet brast i hver en sko
Tallerknerne hoppede og kopperne sprang
Og ingen fod ku' blive i ro
Snart kom folk fra det ganske land
For at høre Kresten spillemand
Og solen fik glød …
En aften da så han den dejligste pige
Og lagde snart fiolen væk
Men den gav sig til at kradse og hvæse og skrige
Så folk blev blege af skræk
Den kunne hverken tæmmes af ild eller bånd
Nej den faldt først til ro i Krestens hånd
Og solen fik glød …
Man fandt ham næste morgen i den tomme gildesal
Den største spillemand her til lands
Neglene blødte og hjertet brast
Da han spilled' op til sidste dans
Man slæbte Kresten væk ved hans støvlehæl
Moralen er: lad vær' og sælg din sjæl
Og solen fik glød …
Lyrics translation
Kresten was a smallholder and had his home
In the outer fields facing the sea
Playing fiol was his greatest desire
Although he didn't really get the taw
But down in the creek the hell stuck
And Kresten had heard that he could play
And the sun was glowing
And the morning cock gol
Before the last tones sounded
From Krestens fiol
Kresten went down to the stream and reflected in it
And wanted a taw like no other
Threw an animal club into the depths of the stream
And shouted loudly at the fuck
"Teach me to play, my soul you must take!»
And the fuck popped up and said " Yes»
And the sun was glowing …
Now Kresten could play so it whistled ' and it followed
And the shoelace burst in every shoe
The plates jumped and the cups jumped
And no foot could stay still
Soon people came from quite a country
To hear Kresten Fiddler
And the sun was glowing …
One night he saw the loveliest girl
And soon put the fiddle away
But it began to itch and hiss and scream
So people turned pale with fear
It could not be tamed by fire or tape
No it first calmed down in the Hand of Kresten
And the sun was glowing …
He was found the next morning in the empty banquet hall
The biggest Fiddler on the land
The nails bled and the heart burst
As he played ' up to The Last Dance
They dragged Kresten away by his boot heel
The moral is, don't sell your soul
And the sun was glowing …