Per Tyrssons D

[The Ballad of Per Tysson's daughters in Vänge] [Lyrics: Tradititional, Translation: Mathias Blad] Per Tyrsson's daughters in Vänge Oh how chilly their woods They were fast asleep a long time ago Whilst the woods burst into leaf The youngest was the first one to awake She soon awoke the others They sat themselves down upon their beds and plaited the hair on each other's heads Then they dressed in clothes of silk and made their way to church When they came to Vänga hill they met three robbers who held them still "Pray, would you care to become robbers' wives? Or would you rather lose your lives?" "We would not care to become robbers' wives. We would much rather lose our lives." They chopped their heads off on birch-wood stem and soon three wells sprung forth by them The bodies were dug down in muddy ground, the clothes they carried to Vänga town. As they arrived in Vänga farm Fru Karin came to greet them. "Say, would you care to buy clothes of silk that nine maidens have knitted and crotch