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Nei sjaa, kor det blaaner her! No maa me roe oss, Kyra! Aa nei, slike fine Bær, og dei, som det berre kryr a'! Nei Maken [hev eg]1 kje sét! Sùmt godt her er daa til Fjells. No vil eg eta meg mett; her vil eg vera til Kvelds! Aa nam-nam, so søtt og godt! Ja naar det slik seg lagar! -- Og allestad blaatt i blaatt! Her hev eg for mange Dagar. Slik Smak so frisk og so fin! Eg er som paa Kongens Slott. D'er plent som den beste Vin; aa nam-nam, so søtt og godt! Men kom no den [Bjørnen]2 stor! - Her fekk bli Rom aat oss baae. Eg torde kje seia eit Ord til slik ein [rysjeleg]3 Vaae. Eg sa berre: "ver so god! No maa du kje vera bljug! Eg læt deg so vel i Ro; tak for deg etter din Hug." Men var det den Reven [raud]4, so skuld' han faa smaka Staven; eg skulde banke han [daud]5, um so han var Bror til Paven. Slikt skarve, harmelegt Sleng! Han stèl baade Kje og Lam. Men endaa so fin han gjeng [og]6 hev korkje Agg hell Skam. Men var det den stygge Skrubb, so arg og so hol som Futen, -- eg tok meg ein Bjørkekubb og gav han ein god paa Snuten. Han reiv sund Sauir og [Lomb]7 for Mor mi so traadt og tidt; ja sant! um han berre kom, [so]6 skuld' han so visst faa sitt. Men var det den snilde Gut der burte fraa Skare-Bròte, han fekk vel ein paa sin Trut, -- men helst paa ein annan Maate. Aa Tøv, kva tenkjer eg paa! Det lid nok paa Dagen alt... Eg maa til Buskapen sjaa; -- ho "Dokka" drøymer um Salt.
E. Grieg sets stanzas 1, 3-6
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View original text (without footnotes)1 Grieg: "eg hev"
2 Grieg: "Bjønnen"
3 Grieg: "røsjeleg"
4 Grieg: "rau"
5 Grieg: "daud"
6 omitted by Grieg.
7 Grieg: "Lam"
Text Authorship:
- by Arne Garborg (1851 - 1924), "Blåbær-Lid", appears in Haugtussa, in 9. Sumar i Fjelle, no. 6, first published 1895 [author's text checked 1 time against a primary source]
Musical settings (art songs, Lieder, mélodies, (etc.), choral pieces, and other vocal works set to this text), listed by composer (not necessarily exhaustive):
- by Edvard Grieg (1843 - 1907), "Blåbær-Li", op. 67 no. 3 (1895), published 1898, stanzas 1,3-6 [ voice and piano ], from Haugtussa, no. 3, Copenhagen [sung text checked 1 time]
Available translations, adaptations or excerpts, and transliterations (if applicable):
- ENG English (Nigel Parker) , copyright © 2022, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
- FRE French (Français) (Pierre Mathé) , copyright © 2012, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
- GER German (Deutsch) (Bertram Kottmann) , copyright © 2015, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
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This text was added to the website between May 1995 and September 2003.
Line count: 48
Word count: 298
Look, look at all these blueberries! Cows, we're going to take a rest! And they're so fat and ripe! The ground is thick with them! I've never seen the like! The hillsides have their advantages! I'm going to eat my fill, and spend the rest of the day here. [... ... ... ... ... ... ... ...] But what if a bear comes visiting? Then I must keep my distance I wouldn't dare say a word to such a scary creature. I'd say: please help yourself, don't be shy. I'll leave you in peace, just go when you've had enough. But if the visitor was a fox, well then he'll get a taste of my staff! I'd beat him to a pulp, even if he was the Pope's brother! What a miserable wretch of a scoundrel! He takes what he pleases of lamb and kid! No matter how graceful he walks, he has no shame or regret! And if it was a wolf, mean and hungry as the bailiff! I'd lift my birch club, and give him a good thump on the snout! Mother's sheep and lambs he tears limb from limb, and comes back for more! I'm telling him straight: if he comes here, let him watch out! But,.. if it was that nice boy from the farm over there, Skare-brotet. He would also get something on his mouth, but something else indeed ... What nonsense! what am I thinking of! It's getting late! I must look after the herd. Bessie there is already dreaming of the salt lick.
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Translation of titles
"Blåbær-Li" = "Blueberries"
"Blåbær-Lid" = "Blueberries"
Note: this is a translation of Grieg's version.
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- Translation from Norwegian (Nynorsk) to English copyright © 2022 by Nigel Parker, (re)printed on this website with kind permission. To reprint and distribute this author's work for concert programs, CD booklets, etc., you may ask the copyright-holder(s) directly or ask us; we are authorized to grant permission on their behalf. Please provide the translator's name when contacting us.
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Based on:
- a text in Norwegian (Nynorsk) by Arne Garborg (1851 - 1924), "Blåbær-Lid", appears in Haugtussa, in 9. Sumar i Fjelle, no. 6, first published 1895
This text was added to the website: 2022-02-25
Line count: 48
Word count: 251