Veit - Triakel

Veit vår sola ahllten skin

fauglan kvitter
inger grin
veit vår stårsan e bra fin?

Veit vår gräse ahllten e
brano grönt
å grönar tre
veit vår all får vae I fre?

Veit vår ingenting e svårst
å e öft
e huskut kort
om nättran er e lagom mårt?

De e västa
nola vaerln
å åsta
sönna hagan
nola västa sjön
å sönna
åsta dagom

Man,
kjårdda ge se, de vål vårn
snön, han smähllt bort
baer vål gårn
sjön å himlen, bå vål blå

Vaerla vaken, lauve grönt
sommarn artu
som mae drömt
Vaermen! som mae trodd mae glömt
Ongan näckjen! Uttan krim!
Hör på fauglan!
Melodin!
A momma glöm bort krämpan sin!
De e som västa

nola värln c

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Where d'you think the skies are bright
Girls are pretty
Hearts are light
Birds are singing day and night?

Where d'you find a life of ease
Green grass
And greener trees,
Gently waving in the breeze?

Where d'you think the bugs don't bite
And the work
Is quick and light?
Where's it hardly dark at night?

It's to the east of the waning moon
And to the west of the wide horizon,
North of where the sun goes down
And south of where it's rising.

But the winter's frost will come and go
Spring will follow
And melt the snow,
Frozen streams will start to flow.

Fields and trees no longer bare,
Forgotten warmth
Fills the air.
Life leaps from its winter lair.

Running round with nothing on,
The kids are playing
Their colds are gone.
Grandma's laughing in the sun.

It's to the east of the waning moon
And to the north of the wide horizon,
North of where the sun goes down
And south of where it's rising.