Konungen och Trollkvinnan [English translation]

The king vent over to a sorceress

We weave the fabric together

The king stood in front of sorceress

Everything goes by will of the gods

The witch pulled on a silk skirt

But twelve cubits flax she pulled behind

The king asked the Virgin to

"I hope my queen may live another year"

"You yourself and King of sote bed stand

Your queen she takes you away from your kingdom "

The king pats on the rose floral cheek

"I wish you were my most beloved"

"The King's caress is not good for true

Nor do I want to take a king to my husband "

The king asked the Virgin

"How many horses upon my stable stand?"

"Well, ten pairs of horses stand upon your stable"

But one of them will pull you down "

The king asked the Virgin

"How many will follow me to the cemetery?"

"Your horse and your dog and a svärman***

försann = will certainly?

The others do not care in the least bit "