Ravnene [English translation]

As I was walking all alone,

I heard two ravens making a moan;

One said to the other,

"Where shall we go and dine today?"

"Where shall we go and dine today?"

"In behind that old turf wall,

I sense there lies a newly slain knight;

And nobody knows that he lies there,

But his hawk, his hound and his lady fair."

"His hound is to the hunting gone,

His hawk to fetch the wild-fowl home,

His lady's has taken another mate,

So we may make our dinner sweet."

"You will sit on his white neck-bone,

And I'll peck out his pretty blue eyes;

With one lock of his golden hair

We'll thatch our nest when it grows bare."

• Artist:Folque
• Album:Folque