[Greensleeves]

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Greensleeves Och gav dig våren sitt största fång utav blommors doft, utav fåglars sång förslog det ej för att säga dig hur oändligen kär du är mig År kommen, år förgår men min kärlek, kära, till dig består Långt, långt bortom höst och vår ska jag älska dig än, må du veta Gav dig hösten famnen full av sin rikedom, av sitt röda gull förslog det ej för att säga dig hur oändligen kär du är mig År kommen, år förgår men min kärlek, kära, till dig består Långt, långt bortom höst och vår ska jag älska dig än, må du veta

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Dagens visa 2002 september 4

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Greensleeves Alas, my Love! You do me wrong to cast me off discourteously; and I have loved you so long, delighting in your company. Greensleeves was all my joy, Greensleeves was my delight; Greensleeves was my heart of gold, and who but my lady Greensleeves? I have been ready at your hand, to grant whatever you would crave; I have both waged life and land, your love and goodwill for to have. Greensleeves was all my joy, Greensleeves was my delight; Greensleeves was my heart of gold, and who but my lady Greensleeves? I bought thee kerchers to thy head, that were wrought fine and gallanthy; I kept thee both board and bed, which cost my purse well favouredly. Greensleeves was all my joy, Greensleeves was my delight; Greensleeves was my heart of gold, and who but my lady Greensleeves? I bought thee petticoats of the best, the cloth so fine as fine might be; I gave thee jewels for thy chest, and all this cost I spent on thee. Greensleeves was all my joy, Greensleeves was my delight; Greensleeves was my heart of gold, and who but my lady Greensleeves? Thy purse and eke thy agy gilt knives, thy pinvase gallant to the eye; no better wore the burgess wives, and yet thou wouldst not love me. Greensleeves was all my joy, Greensleeves was my delight; Greensleeves was my heart of gold, and who but my lady Greensleeves? Thy gown was of the grassy green, thy sleeves of satin hanging by, which made thee be our harvest queen, and yet thou wouldst not love me. Greensleeves was all my joy, Greensleeves was my delight; Greensleeves was my heart of gold, and who but my lady Greensleeves? My gayest gelding I thee gave, To ride wherever liked thee; no lady ever was so brave, and yet thou wouldst not love me. Greensleeves was all my joy, Greensleeves was my delight; Greensleeves was my heart of gold, and who but my lady Greensleeves? My men were clothed all in green, and they did ever wait on thee; all this was gallant to be seen, and yet thou wouldst not love me. Greensleeves was all my joy, Greensleeves was my delight; Greensleeves was my heart of gold, and who but my lady Greensleeves? For every morning when thou rose, I sent thee dainties orderly, to cheer thy stomach from all woes, and yet thou wouldst not love me. Greensleeves was all my joy, Greensleeves was my delight; Greensleeves was my heart of gold, and who but my lady Greensleeves? Well, I prey to God on high, that thou my constancy mayst see, and that yet once before I die, thou wilt vouchafe to love me. Greensleeves was all my joy, Greensleeves was my delight; Greensleeves was my heart of gold, and who but my lady Greensleeves? Greensleeves, now farewell! Adieu! God I prey to prosper thee; for I am still thy lover true. Come once again and love me. Greensleeves was all my joy, Greensleeves was my delight; Greensleeves was my heart of gold, and who but my lady Greensleeves?

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Dagens visa 2001 september 4

Skålknallen text: Wilhelm von Braun

Båd´ i kjul å slank å tö Får en knalle gå å mola. Pina, håla, rasa dö! Va´ han sliter lell på jola! Upp mä påsen! Hutt! Nu i långa skutt Skalar ja´, som tusan bövla, Frå´ kamratera, di stövla. Båmmelstug för harrgårdspiger Har ja´ hela påsen full. Tönnatappa, munnagiger Å små örhäng´ utå gull. Dä ä inte fritt, Att ja´´  la har vitt. I Borås ja´ feck dä rara; Köp, men tösst för Guds skull bara! Folk ska fö´ sek, ska ja´ säja, Å dä ä la inga skam, Um en sulle lurendreja Lite smått frå´ Köpenhamn. Men dä kostar bra, Aj, di muter´a! Va ska Snoka te i väla Dä finns tjuva´ nokk, som stjäla. Nolåt vell ja´ vänna mek; Dar ä folket lätt att lura. Dar så får ja´ fuglastek, Dar ä dyka fan så dura. Genum Stockhulms sta´ Vell ja´ väjen ta. Dar tar Kongen hatten å se´, När ja´ ränner mä min påse. Tacka vell ja´ Stockhulm; dä Ä´ en sta´ som ännu stöttar. Däckera så töcka mä, Å som grågäss dit di flöttar. Bums blir däka grann, Köper sidenbann, Blanka skor å reggarnskjola, Å bär pluvel mett i sola. Penga, så åbäkeliga Tjänar hon i vale mä. Å ho´ går på kommedia, Broki, sum ett fjäderfä. Men ja´ minns la, ja´ , Va´ ho´ fårr ble´ gla, Nar en bannastump ja´ ga´na, Då ho´ sto´ så rö´ å glana! Men ml´ Maja hemma blir, Fan ska aldri´ få´na. Aj, mett hjärta ännu svir, Nar ja´ bara tänker på´na. Ho´ ä lite sur, Men dä går la ur, Allt dä onna, sum ho´ låsser, Nar ja´ kåmmer i kalosser. Ja´ ska bli en kabaljer, Köpa klocka mä pettsafter, Håndska, harullshatt å mer, Um dä står i mi´a krafter. Men dä går la, lell, Sum vår Harre vell, Å um dä regalt går galet, Går ja´ in ve "fårsta Garlet".

Ordlista

kjul	Köld
Skalar	Springer
vitt	Arsenik
sulle	Skulle
väla	Världen
Nolåt	Åt norr
dura dykar	dyra dukar
änna stöttar	riktigt duger
Däckera	Flickorna
pluvel	Paraply
åbäkeliga	Ofantligt
I vale mä	tillika
glana	Stirra

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