Drívur døgg um døkka grunddimmist millum fannaoman fyri eikilundhongur silvurkanna
Náttin hylir hørg og hólteskar undir lyngifýra nætur fyri jóldansa frýr í ringi
Fyrsta reyð og onnur blátriðja grøn við brotafjórða hvít við gulli áhon ber gyltan sprota
Oman fyri eikilundhongur silvurkannaskínur yvir alla grunddansa lítla Anna
The dew drifts about the darkening ground,it gets dim amongst the snowdrifts,above the oak grovehangs a silver jug.
The night veils mound and hill,it whispers under the heather,four nights until Yule,dance, ladies, in rings.
The first red and the second blue,the third is green by the surf,the fourth white by the golden brook,she wears gilded jewel.
Above the oak grovehangs a silver jug,it shines over all the land,dance, little Anna.