The mother spoke to her daughter
- ti, lill-lill, my thought -*
why is milk trickling from your breasts?
- In the grove they are a-playing -*
It is useless to hide it from you anymore
- ti, lill-lill, my thought -
the king of the elves seduced me
- In the grove they are a-playing -
The king of the elves came riding to the farm
- ti, lill-lill, my thought -
Little Kjersti stood outside before him
- In the grove they are a-playing -
He stroked her white cheek
- ti, lill-lill, my thought -
were you unable to lie to your mother anymore?
- In the grove they are a-playing -
The Mountain King had a silent horse
- ti, lill-lill, my thought -
He lifted little Kjersti up on his back
- In the grove they are a-playing -
The king of the elves spoke to his daughter
- ti, lill-lill, my thought -
pour us a flagon of wine
- In the grove they are a-playing -
The first time she drank from the flagon
- ti, lill-lill, my thought -
she forgot who it was that had created her
- In the grove they are a-playing -
"Where were you born, and where were you raised?
- ti, lill-lill, my thought -
where were your maiden dress cut?*
- In the grove they are a-playing -
In the mountain I am born, in the mountain I wish to die
- ti, lill-lill, my thought -
in the mountain I wish to be the elf King´s maiden
- In the grove they are a-playing -