Villeman Og Magnhild
Villemann gjekk seg te storan å,
Hei fagraste lindelauvi alle
Der han ville gullharpa slå
For de runerne de lyster han å vinne
Villemann gjenge for straumen å stå,
Hei fagraste lindelauvi alle
Mesterleg kunne han gullharpa slå
For de runerne de lyster han å vinne
Han leika med lente, han leika med gny,
Hei fagraste lindelauvi alle
Han leika Magnhild av nykkens arm
For de runerne de lyster han å vinne
Då slo han si harpe til bonns i sin harm,
Hei fagraste lindelauvi alle
Og utvinner krafti av trollenes arm
For de runerne de lyster han å vinne
Villeman And Magnhild
Villeman walked to the big river
Hey, most beautiful linden grove of all
Where he wanted to play the golden harp
For the runes, they enticed him to win
Villeman walked against the current to stand
Hey, most beautiful linden grove of all
Masterfully he could play the golden harp
For the runes, they enticed him to win
He played with skill, he played with gusto
Hey, most beautiful linden grove of all
He played with Magnhild's charming arm
For the runes, they enticed him to win
Then he struck his harp in his anger
Hey, most beautiful linden grove of all
And extracted power from the trolls' arm
For the runes, they enticed him to win