Jens Nielsen story by Anni Damkjaer Herning, Denmark
Jens worked at the roads. He sat every day – summer and winter – behind a windbreak, where he hammered stone into small pieces, so they could use them as filling on the roads.
A couple of years after Jens died in 1901 a young (now famous) poet Jeppe Aakjær came to the place, where Jens had been working, and Jeppe started a talk with the new road worker.
JENS NIELSEN VEJMAND'S SNOW BARRIER |
JENS NIELSEN the road worker |
Hvem sidder der bag
skærmen
Tekst: Jeppe Aakjær, 1905
Melodi: Carl Nielsen, 1907
Hvem sidder der bag skærmen
med klude om sin hånd,Tekst: Jeppe Aakjær, 1905
Melodi: Carl Nielsen, 1907
med læderlap for øjet og om sin sko et bånd,
det er såmænd Jens Vejmand, der af sin sure nød
med hamren må forvandle de hårde sten til brød.
Jeppe Aakjær field sorry for the poor late road worker and wrote a song about him. The song is called "Jens Vejmand", som means "Jens Road Worker".
Today it's one of the most popular old
songs in Denmark known by botheration grownups and children and pupils still
sing it in the school.
On the place, where Jens worked, they have
put a monument for him, made as a windbreaker.
JENS NIELSEN'S WOODEN MARKER |
The last verse
in the song is the best. I'll try to translate it.
On the
graveyard there is an old decayed piece of board
It was John the
Roadman, his whole life was full of stones
But on his
grave da han died they could not provide him anyone (stone / tombstone)
WHO
SITS BEHIND THE SCREEN
Found
and written by Jeppe Aakjær in 1905
Made into a Danish
National song by Carl Nielsenin 1907
Who sits behind the
screen with the cloth on his hand ,
with leather patch on the
eye and on his shoes a tape
That is indeed Jens
Vejmand that its acidic enjoyed
with hammering must
transform the hard stones into bread .
And you wake one morning
in the very first dawn
and hear hammering blade
again , again , again ,
That is indeed Jens
Vejmand in his old legs,
as chipper wild sparks of
morning wet stone .
And you ride to town
behind the peasant fat bucket
and you will meet an old
man whose eyes are flooded -
That is indeed Jens
Vejmand with straw on the legs and knees ,
hardly finding Against
the frost a shelter.
And you will return in
showers and wind,
while the evening star
tremble with cold in the southwest ,
and blades hammer behind
the wagon near , -
That is indeed Jens
Vejmand which still sitting there.
So he smoothed for others
the difficult path ,
but when he suffered on
Christmas when said arm no;
it was indeed Jens
Vejmand , he lost his hammer and board,
They carried him across
the heath a cold December night .
an old rotten board
stands in the churchyard
leaning badly to one
side, and the paint is bad.
It is indeed Jens
Vejmands . His life was full of stones ,
but on his grave - in
death, we never gave him a one.
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