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The Muse
03:25
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Hårgalåten
02:24
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Hårgalåten Lyrics (Swedish):
Spelmannen drog fiol ur lådan
och lyfte stråken högt mot söndagssolens kula.
Då blev det fart på Horgafolket,
de glömde Gud och hela världen
Dansen gick på äng och backar,
högt uppå Horgaåsens topp.
Man slet ut båd' skor och klackar,
aldrig fick man på dansen stopp.
Varifrån kommer du som spelar,
säg vem har lärt dig detta spel det vilda galna?
Stannar du inte brister hjärtat,
å Gud bevare han har bockfot!
Klockorna hade ringt i dalen,
och där gick far och mor och bror till socken kyrkan.
Var kan nu Horgas ungdom vara,
å herregud de dansar ännu!
Dansen gick till Horgalåten,
högt uppå Horgaåsens topp.
man har nu inte långt till gråten,
dansar nu sönder både själ och kropp.
Hejda din stråke spelman innan,
vi dansar liv och själ och alla ben ur kroppen.
Nej inte slutar han sin dans
förrän allesammans faller döda!
Hårgalåten English translation:
The fiddler grabbed the fiddle from it's case
and lifted his bow towards the dawning Sunday sun
Then the people of Hårga became in a hurry
They forgot about God and the whole world
The dance went on meadows and hills
high upon the top of the ridge of Hårga
One wore out both shoes and heels
One could not stop the dance
Where do you come from, you who is playing
Tell us who have taught you this way to play, so wild and mad
If you don't stop our hearts will burst
Oh God preserve us, he has a cloven hoof!
The bells had rung in the valley,
And father and mother and brother walked to the parish church
Where can Hårgas youths now be?
Oh my God, they are still dancing!
The dance went to the Hårga tune
High up on the top of the ridge of Hårga
They are not far from crying
Now,when dancing, they wore through both soul and body
Stop your bow, fiddler
Before we dance out life and soul and bones
No he doesn't stop his dance
Until we all fall dead down
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Farewell to Fiunary
03:06
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The wind is fair, the tide is high
And swiftly, swiftly runs the time
My boat lies waiting on the tide
That carries me from Fiunary
We must up and haste away
We must up and haste away
We must up and haste away
Farewell, farewell to Fiunary
A thousand, thousand tender ties
Awake this day, my plaintive sighs
My heart within me almost dies
With the thought of leaving Fiunary
We must up and haste away
We must up and haste away
We must up and haste away
Farewell, farewell to Fiunary
But I must leave those happy vales
See how they fill the spreading sails
Adieu Adieu my native dales
Farewell, farewell to Fiunary
We must up and haste away
We must up and haste away
We must up and haste away
Farewell, farewell to Fiunary
We must up and haste away
We must up and haste away
We must up and haste away
Farewell, farewell to Fiunary
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4. |
The Three Swedes
05:28
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5. |
Janine's
02:50
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