The man's last wish

My dear wife, listen now
And promise while you tarry,
That when I die you'll vow
That you and Per won't marry.
My last wish you'll obey now, won't you?
For othetwise I'll come and haunt you.
The wife:
Dear husband, die in peace.
This promise I am making.
Your worring can cease.
This vow I'm never breaking.
I swear that Per and I won't wed,
For I have promised Sven instead.

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