I invited her to dance with me down the Nes.
She had half-length hair and a Rukkedals face.
I must have been in shock, but I went up
against Rukkedal'n in the gray light one day.
She was modest, but stunningly beautiful
in a flower-strewn dress of the finest linen.
I asked and I prayed, and hoped for a yes
but she didn't really answer what I said.
But then I thought she noticed
when we took tea to go
that she was going to eat Eel in the vikun.
I wonder now, did you do anything ,
then she whispered: "Let's see!"
She stood leaning against a stone
and she was so doll-like and pretty all alone.
I laughed and laughed, then did 'kji ho.
What in the world was I supposed to do now?

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