Liti Kjersti [English translation]

Little Kjersti was so young and innocent a maiden,

The brown foal trips so lightly.

She could not govern her own life.

But the rain falls and the wind blows,

because far north in the mountains,

deep beneath the rocks the underworld is luring you*.

Welcome, Mountain King, to my home

The brown foal trips so lightly.

I have prepared ale and vine.

But the rain falls and the wind blows,

because far north in the mountains,

deep beneath the rocks the underworld is luring you.

They gave her a drink poured in a red and golden horn*

The brown foal trips so lightly.

and into the drink they slipped three villar grains*

But the rain falls and the wind blows,

because far north in the mountains,

deep beneath the rocks the underworld is luring you.

In the mountain I wish to live and die

The brown foal trips so lightly.

And there I am betrothed to the Mountain King.

Oh, the rain falls and the wind blows,

because far north in the mountains,

deep beneath the rocks the underworld is luring you.