To a Devil

Grieg, Edvard

I tell you, if an angel in paradise you were,

I'd go to his Allmightness and crave admission there.

And if he would not have me

And dared to cast me forth

I'd drag you down from heaven

And set you on the earth.

But now you are a devil and that is passing well,

For can I manage nothing else,

Then I can go to hell.

The Lord may keep his paradise,

May keep his angels too.

I only care for devils, when the devils are like you.