Madam Tala she dreamed a dream last night
Wake up here is a good time
That the rich Mr. Holger he would give lost
The rich Mr. Holger
I dreamed I dreamed of our walker gray
He carried you to the thing you died up there
My dear wife Speak you say not so
Your dreams may well wake up in eight years
They hit the door with rods and spears
Mr. Holger in here and he's going out
Mr. Holger he spoke to the journeymen two
I lay the gold saddle on the walker gray
When they had come to Copenhagen. >King Kristian cut off that head
So the blood flowed down to his feet
When Mrs. Tala saw her master's corpse
Then she went numb under the scarlet white
Mr. Holger was buried when it was twelve o'clock
When it was eleven o'clock he came again
He knocks on the door with his fingers
Mrs. Tala get up pull the locks from
With no one I have set my heart on fire
And no one I let into the night
My dear wife Tala gave the farmer his cow
For hell it is so hard to live
Mrs. Tala gif Romman and Skromman again
For hell it is so hard to be passionate about your friend
No, if I were to go to hell like a swan
I don't want to be poor for real
Are you going to hell with your friends
Wake up here r is a good time
Then I catch up with my moms
The rich Mr. Holger

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