Swedish medieval songs are all like "Herr Anders went riding on his gray horse/and there he met with a troll wife so grim who promised him three favors/a fine coat, golden treasure, and all the coffee he could drink/but he refused saying the Holy Virgin safeguarded his soul/so she ate him/under the lindens so green"
this by comparison to the average Jewish folk song which goes something like "In Bialystok there was nothing but poverty/and cold/my lover was from Bialystok until he was conscripted into the Army/and never returned/Oh my Bialystok/I miss my home so much"