His king is sitting in Copenhagen
He has them write letters of pay
Does he send them to northern Jutland
Erik Otteson promises to give
There will never be a queen so rich in Denmark
You pray for the poor widows
As fatherless children should be fed
You pray for the poor prisoners
Don't let them die in the dungeon
There will never be such a rich queen in Denmark
Ok, don't you tax the poor farmer
I don't want it
But do you lack either gold or silver
There will never be a queen so rich in Denmark
___________________< br/>English Translation:
King Hans sits in Copenhagen
He lets the secret letters be written
He sends them to northern 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

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