TYR - Konning Hans lyrics

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onning hans han sidder pa Kobenhavn

Han lader de lonnebrev skrive

Sender han dem til norrejylland

Erik Otteson lover at give

Der kommer aldrig saa rig en dronning til Dannemark

Du bede godt for de fattige enker

Som faderlose born skulle fode

Du bede godt for de fattige fanger

Lad dem I tarnet ej do

Der kommer aldrig saa rig en dronning til Dannemark

Ok skatte du ikke den fattige bonde

Jeg det ikke have vil

Men fattes dig enten guld eller solv

Så lad dig far kender

Der kommer aldrig saa rig en dronning til Dannemark

King Hans sits in Copenhagen

He lets the secret letters be written

He sends them to norhtern Jutland

And promises to give to Erik Otteson

Never will an equally rich queen come to Denmark

Bid well for the poor widows

That fatherless children my bear

Bid well for the poor prisoners

Let them not perish in the tower

Never will an equally rich queen come to Denmark

And tax not the poor farmer

I do not wish that

But if you be in need of gold or silver

Then let you father know

Never will an equally rich queen come to Denmark