Phoebus Reneweth
Phoebus reneweth
The gilded clouds' breadth
O'er towns and hamlets
Illuminating our sight
Horses do glisten
In waters they hasten
They stamp and they sprinkle
And neigh to the height
Thunder doth bellow
O'er clouds it doth mellow
Diana swift treadeth
Midst Oaks and tall Pines
Where lightnings doth flash
E'en Jupiter swayeth
Amongst Gods and Kings
In water's embrace
Horses do lift their tails
With flowing mane's grace
Neptune doth dance
With trident o'er Ocean's face
Heroes their lances do cast
Their pipes taketh Pan
On Love's path be seen
With torches and wreaths
Both Angel and Moor
Waves glitter and sway
Tritons blow and sing
Ulla Winblad!
Ulla Winblad!
Love hath thee o'ercome
Mars himself with gold braid
Stands bloody and grand
And on mountains cannons blaze
By Neptune's each man
Ghosts and Cupids embrace
One another tight
But Ulla appears! Shout the Postilions
The ship's bell doth chime
Men pump in good time
The Dutchman doth rhyme
With his hat in his hand
The Englishman fires
Each shot e'er inspires
Echoes amongst the spires
And the mountains by sand
Behold the parade
See Ulla in yonder boat displayed
The waves do toss thee
From Paphos they return thee
Gup, gup, my Freya
I see thy veil displayed
Thy heavens-blue vest with red ribbons arrayed
Huzza! hold the flask and tilt
Swing round thy hat with grace
And Movitz do pipe
To the crew's laugh and chirp
Hey! from an old frigate
The lightning doth spark
Art thou possessed?
Beware, they do shoot
Huzza how they sing with delight!
The sun strikes the eye so bright
Blow, Movitz, when Fredman drinks
Ulla Winblad!
Ulla Winblad!
Huzza! huzza! huzza!
Neptune, my Nymph, gallant and fair
Commanded the waves
From Djurgården's ruined bounds
To lift thee and draw thee with care
Unfurl thy enchanters
Take now thy cape
Farewell, my Nymph! let the musicians play!
Ulla Winblad!
Ulla Winblad!
Love hath thee o'ercome
Mars himself with gold braid
Stands bloody and grand
And on mountains cannons blaze
By Neptune's each man
Ghosts and Cupids embrace
One another tight
But Ulla appears! Shout the Postilions!
Ulla Winblad!
Ulla Winblad!
Huzza! huzza! huzza!
Neptune, my Nymph, gallant and fair
Commanded the waves
From Djurgården's ruined bounds
To lift thee and draw thee with care
Unfurl thy enchanters
Take now thy cape
Farewell, my Nymph! let the musicians play!
The gilded clouds' breadth
O'er towns and hamlets
Illuminating our sight
Horses do glisten
In waters they hasten
They stamp and they sprinkle
And neigh to the height
Thunder doth bellow
O'er clouds it doth mellow
Diana swift treadeth
Midst Oaks and tall Pines
Where lightnings doth flash
E'en Jupiter swayeth
Amongst Gods and Kings
In water's embrace
Horses do lift their tails
With flowing mane's grace
Neptune doth dance
With trident o'er Ocean's face
Heroes their lances do cast
Their pipes taketh Pan
On Love's path be seen
With torches and wreaths
Both Angel and Moor
Waves glitter and sway
Tritons blow and sing
Ulla Winblad!
Ulla Winblad!
Love hath thee o'ercome
Mars himself with gold braid
Stands bloody and grand
And on mountains cannons blaze
By Neptune's each man
Ghosts and Cupids embrace
One another tight
But Ulla appears! Shout the Postilions
The ship's bell doth chime
Men pump in good time
The Dutchman doth rhyme
With his hat in his hand
The Englishman fires
Each shot e'er inspires
Echoes amongst the spires
And the mountains by sand
Behold the parade
See Ulla in yonder boat displayed
The waves do toss thee
From Paphos they return thee
Gup, gup, my Freya
I see thy veil displayed
Thy heavens-blue vest with red ribbons arrayed
Huzza! hold the flask and tilt
Swing round thy hat with grace
And Movitz do pipe
To the crew's laugh and chirp
Hey! from an old frigate
The lightning doth spark
Art thou possessed?
Beware, they do shoot
Huzza how they sing with delight!
The sun strikes the eye so bright
Blow, Movitz, when Fredman drinks
Ulla Winblad!
Ulla Winblad!
Huzza! huzza! huzza!
Neptune, my Nymph, gallant and fair
Commanded the waves
From Djurgården's ruined bounds
To lift thee and draw thee with care
Unfurl thy enchanters
Take now thy cape
Farewell, my Nymph! let the musicians play!
Ulla Winblad!
Ulla Winblad!
Love hath thee o'ercome
Mars himself with gold braid
Stands bloody and grand
And on mountains cannons blaze
By Neptune's each man
Ghosts and Cupids embrace
One another tight
But Ulla appears! Shout the Postilions!
Ulla Winblad!
Ulla Winblad!
Huzza! huzza! huzza!
Neptune, my Nymph, gallant and fair
Commanded the waves
From Djurgården's ruined bounds
To lift thee and draw thee with care
Unfurl thy enchanters
Take now thy cape
Farewell, my Nymph! let the musicians play!
Credits
Writer(s): Carl Bellman, Magnus Olsson
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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