Stand up, stand up, look back
Hear the silverstrings, how they sound
See a huldra, which you burn
Who from the desire of you weep
Many, I know, are sneaking on you
Let me be your girl!
No one like you
Be patient and wait
Most beautiful out of all the boys in the valley
Put your lofty hand in mine
I want to play
I want to entertain all of your time
I want to make for my Eilland
Sour cream, butter and mushroom
We will live by Sonsteinheilla
Be therefore not scared
My living room is the mountains
With gold and silver and beautiful clothing
Stand up, stand up, look back
Hear the silverstrings, how they sound
See a huldra, which you burn
Which from the desire of you weep
Many, I know, are sneaking on you
Let me be your girl!
No one like you
Be patient and wait