RODERIK.
Ja, som en venlig alf
Hun heled mine sår og sysled om mig,
og alt imens fortalte hun så smukt
om troen hos de stille folk i Syden,
at selv mit hårde bryst blev blødt derved.
Og dag for dag jeg dulgte, hvem jeg var;
jeg voved ej –
RODERIK.
Yes, like a friendly elf
She healed my wounds and cared for me,
And all the while she told me of the faith
These quiet people in the South believe,
Until my rugged heart itself was moved.
And day by day I kept the truth from her;
I did not dare to tell her--
