歌词
Nu har han ey meer sin
Drackt Saa rèd som
Viin & Blod
Fro Viin &
Blod vaer paa hans
Haand Ved
S¦ngen der han stood
Hos Liiget aff sin elskede
Dend Stund man fandt de to
No more he wore his constume
Red as bloode & wine
For wine & bloode was on his hands
As he stoode by her bed and corpse
When the two of them were found