Uti vår hage (Hugo Alfvén)

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Editor: John Christensen (submitted 2019-07-16).   Score information: A4, 3 pages, 261 kB   Copyright: CPDL
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General Information

Title: Uti vår hage
Composer: Hugo Alfvén
Lyricist:

Number of voices: 4vv   Voicing: SATB

Genre: SecularFolksong

Language: Swedish
Instruments: Unknown

First published: 1923

Description: Traditional Swedish folksong - "national song treasure".

External websites:

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Uti_v%C3%A5r_hage_(folk_song)

Original text and translations

Swedish.png Swedish text

Uti vår hage där växa blå bär.
Kom hjärtansfröjd!
Vill du mig något, så träffas vi där.
Kom liljor och akvileja, kom rosor och salivia!
Kom ljuva krusmynta, kom hjärtansfröjd!

Fagra små blommor där bjuda till dans.
Kom hjärtansfröjd!
Vill du, så binder jag åt dig en krans.
Kom liljor och akvileja, kom rosor och salivia!
Kom ljuva krusmynta, kom hjärtansfröjd!

Kransen den sätter jag sen i ditt hår.
Kom hjärtansfröjd!
Solen den dalar, men hoppet uppgår.
Kom liljor och akvileja, kom rosor och salivia!
Kom ljuva krusmynta, kom hjärtansfröjd!

Uti vår hage finns blommor och bär.
Kom hjärtansfröjd!
Men utav alla du kärast mig är.
Kom liljor och akvileja, kom rosor och salivia!
Kom ljuva krusmynta, kom hjärtansfröjd!

English.png English translation

Out in our pasture grow blueberries fine.
Come, my heart’s delight!
If you want me, we’ll meet there!
Come lilies and columbine, come roses and sage!
Come sweet crisp-leafed mint, come joy from the heart!
 
Fair little flowers will ask for a dance.
Come, my heart’s delight!
If you want, I’ll make you a crown of flowers.
Come lilies and columbine, come roses and sage!
Come sweet crisp-leafed mint, come joy from the heart!
 
The crown of flowers I’ll put in your hair.
Come, my heart’s delight!
The sun rises and sets, but hope stays strong.
Come lilies and columbine, come roses and sage!
Come sweet crisp-leafed mint, come joy from the heart!

Out in our pasture are flowers and berries.
Come, my heart’s delight!
Of all that I know, I love you the most.
Come lilies and columbine, come roses and sage!
Come sweet crisp-leafed mint, come joy from the heart!