Rida Rida Ranka

Rida Rida Ranka

a Swedish children's poem to be read while bouncing a child on your knee

Rida Rida Ranka

Hasten Hette Blanka

Vart ska vi rida?

Till kungen's lilla piga

Nar vi kom fram

Var det ingen hemma

Bara tva sma vovvar

Som lag under banken

Och viftade med lanken

Som sade, "Vov vov vov vov vov vov vov!"

(I have read many different versions, but this is how my mother said it to my siblings and me.)

Translation:

Ride, Ride, Ranka

The horse's name is Blanka

Where shall we ride?

To the king's little maid

When we arrived

Nobody was home

Only two little dogs

Lying under the bench

Waving their tails

Saying, "Ruff ruff ruff ruff ruff ruff ruff!"