Styvmodern [English translation]

Little children asked their father's permission

If they to their mother's grave could walk

Ye noble virgin and fairest maiden

You have my permission to visit the grave

If you can find some use for this visit as well

One of them cried tears, the other cried blood

The third cried his mother from the blackest dust

Mrs. Gyllenborg she knocks with little fingers

Rise up Mrs. Silverlod, unlock the doors

Don't you want to be a mother of the good kind?

In the abyss shall I fix ye a chair

But do you now want to be a mother of the best kind

In the heavenly kingdom shall I make you a table

Ye noble virgin and fairest maiden