lunes, 20 de febrero de 2017


Oh, hand in hand with Gwendoline,
while yet our locks are gold,
he'll fare among the forests green,
and through the gardens old;
And when, like leaves that lose their green,
our gold has turned to grey,
then, hand in hand with Gwendoline,
he'll fade and pass away!

Andrew Lang, 1884

As a kid, my father often sang me the Swedish translation of this little Victorian ballad. It was on a compilation of KLASSISKA SAGOR with Red Riding Hood on the cover. The Swedish version was also in the common meter or ballad meter form, making it equally singable to "The Rains of Castamere."

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