Kong Valemons Kamp (Midnattsol)

Kuitebjørn Kong Valemon was bewitched by the troll hag The fur of a white bear is now for him to wear Once upon a time there was a fair and gentle girl Her lack of worth a crime She found solace In a white bear's paws shone a golden wreath In return for herself she received Travelled far and farther than far Were living their lives and every single year a child Until the night she saw that inside hid a human soul He'd rush to the hag in the icy cold When I wake up in the morning I wonder will I ever see you again or was it our last goodbye I face the truth when I see there is nothing left All I have is a sense of you lost on the bed It's never too late to fly At least it's worth a try Wanted so badly for the past to be now Running through the wild Met a woman and a child And twice again Got scissors, a cloth and a flask on her way And there past the hill the troll castle laid The hag aimed a wedding of pride For the girl's tools she offered them three nights Then he was deceived but an artisan sent out a warning to him Not even a needle could stop their meeting Wanted so badly that nothing happened Let's put it to an end In the trap door there's a fell The troll hag went straight through and never came back Brought the children and the gold Off to their wedding they rode and lived happily ever after When I wake up in the morning I watch you asleep Hold your body tight longing to feel your lips I face the truth when I see there is nothing left of the stormy past but this I won't forget Never too late to fly At least it's worth a try