Nykkjen [English translation]

Oh the nix he sat down on a rock

and he created meat on dry bones.

The nix he rode to churchyards

with high hat and frizzy hair.

Then he bound his horse in church ring

then he walked seven times around the church

the priest standing before the alter said

oh where is the stranger knight from?

I am no stranger man

for I am the king's son of the land of angels.

(or perhaps they mean England... Not sure)

Then says little Kjersti while smiling under pelts:

If only the king's son was mine.

And the nix he turned his horse around

and Kjersti sat behind.

They drove so far,

and how little Kjersti screamed in the water.