Ramund Hin Unge
Ramund var sig en bedre mand
om han havde bedre klæder
Dronningen gav hannem klæder på stand
af blågarn, bast og læder
âSÃ¥dant vil jeg ikke ha,â sagde Ramund.
âSÃ¥dant stÃ¥r mig ikke bra,â sagde Ramund hin unge
Ramund gik sig ved salten søstrand
der så han syv jætter stande
âTager jeg Ramund pÃ¥ min mindste hÃ¥nd
og kaster ham langt fra landeâ
âDet gør ikke ene du,â sagde Ramund
âI mÃ¥ komme alle syv,â sagde Ramund hin unge
Ramund tog til sit dyre sværd
det han kaldte dymlingen røde
Hug han de jætter syv med en færd
at blodet randt dennem til døde
âDer ligger alle syv,â sagde Ramund
âAlt stÃ¥r jeg her endnu,â sagde Ramund hin unge
Kejseren ud af vinduet så
med angst og sorrigfuld mine
âHvo er den mand, i gÃ¥rden mon stÃ¥
og der så hæsselig grine?
âDet er mig, jeg har lyst,â sagde Ramund
âMed dig at vovâ en dyst,â sagde Ramund hin unge
Ramund tog til sin store kniv
den han kaldte dymlingen dyre
Skilte han kejseren ved hans liv
at hovedet fløj femten mile
âJeg mente den ej bed,â sagde Ramund
âDog rinder blodet ned,â sagde Ramund hin unge
[Translation:]
The Young Raymond
âRaymond was a better man
if he was better cladâ
The queen gave him fine clothes
of blueyarn, bast and leather
âI do not want such,â said Raymond
âIt does not suit me,â said the yound Raymond
Raymond walked along the salty beach
There he saw seven giants standing
âI will take Raymond on my smallest hand.
And throw him far offshoreâ
âYou will not do that alone,â said Raymond
âYou must come all seven of you,â said the young
Raymond
Raymond took his dear sword
The one he called the red Dimling
He hew the seven giants simultaneously
So that they bled to death
âThere they lie, all seven of them,â said Raymond
âAnd I still stand here,â said the young Raymond
The Emperor looked out the window
In fright and with a sad face
âWho is that man that stands in the yard
and laughs so terriblyâ
âIt is I, and I would like,â said Raymond
âTo challenge you to fight,â said the young Raymond
Raymond took his large knife
The one he called the dear Dimling
He took the Emperorâs Life
So that the head flew fifteen miles
âI thought it was blunt,â said Raymond
âAnd yet the blood flows,â said the yound Raymond