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