來(lái) 我?guī)闳ブ泄?Herr Mannelig歌詞

Early one morning before the sun did rise
the birds sang their sweet song
The mountain troll proposed to the fair squire
She had a false deceitful tongue
Sir Mannelig, Sir Mannelig won`t you marry me
For all that I`ll gladly give you
You may answer only yes or no
Will you do so or no
To you I will give the twelve great steeds
That graze in a shady grove
Never has a saddle been mounted on their backs
Nor had a bit in their mouths
To you I will give the twelve fine mills
That st between Tillo Terno
The mill stones are made of the reddest brass
the wheels are silver-laden
To you I will give the gilded sword
That jingles from fifteen gold rings
strike with it in battle as you will
On the battlefield you will conquer
To you I will give a br new shirt
The lustrous best for to wear
It is not sewn with needle or thread
But cro