Tá eg sá teg reka burt
When I saw the current take you
í kyrruni,
on the calm sea,
misti eg meg sjálva inst
I lost myself at the core
í kvirruni.
of the silence.
Fest í mítt kjøt
Tied to my flesh
er tráanin,
is the longing,
fløkt í mín huga
tangled in my mind
væntanin.
the expectation.
Gullspunnin øll
Spun in gold
mín døkka sál,
my whole dim soul,
glitrandi aleina.
glittering alone.
Um tú aftur kemur heim,
If you come back home,
hygg inn til mín.
make a call on me.
Víðopin mín hjartahurð,
Wide open my heart's door,
eitt pláss til tín.
a room for you.
Fest í mítt kjøt
Tied to my flesh
er tráanin,
is the longing,
fløkt í mín huga
tangled in my mind
væntanin.
the expectation.
Gullspunnin øll
Spun in gold
mín døkka sál,
my whole dim soul,
glitrandi aleina.
glittering alone.
Eg sá teg reka burt
I saw the current take you
í kyrruni,
on the calm sea,
misti meg sjálva inst
I lost myself at the core
í kvirruni
of the silence.
Um tú kemur aftur,
If you do return,
hygg inn til mín,
make a call on me,
eg bíði eftir tær,
I wait for you,
glitrandi aleina.
glittering alone.