: Eitt sinn tok eg tali gamlan totralegan mann Eg var a vappi nidri vid hofn A bryggjunni stod hann Hann sagdi mer fra landi einu Langt af leid pad
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: Fyrir ofan Vatnajokul Ekki langt fra odadahraun Par a fusi hreindyr heima Par ferdast hann a laun Hann fusi hreindyr syngur Vid fossanid og kvak
: ?had var i naeturlestinni i Kairo ?har sem eg hitti arabadreng Sem sidan aldrei ur huga mer hverfur Eg elska hann Hann sagdi sogur af ulfalda
: Dag eftir dag Einsamall a hol Naunginn Undarlegi, par sem haninn gol Enginn vill um hann vita Og peir benda hvar kjaninn fer Hann praukar samt
: I valholl til forna fagran dreng Peir faerdu fjotra i Peir negld'ann svo hatt a krysukross Og peir kollud'an praela py Oliver, kaeri Oliver, maeri
: Drengurrin litli hann krypur a kned Krossleggur hendurnar svo gud fai sed Uss - hljott - hvad? Drengurrin litli sem baenir fer med Godi gud fardu
: Stulka min litla, sem leikur per datt Lidnn er dagur og komin er natt Timi ad fara nu fotunum ur Fingurna pvo, en hvad segir pu Gefdu mer kodda
: Eg tok eitt har ur hala thinum Og lagdi thad svo undursmatt a jordina Tha spratt upp vatn vid thorsta minum Eg veit thad kom ser einnig ver fyr'
I am leaving this harbour Giving urban a farewell Its habitants seem to keen on God I cannot stomach their rights and wrongs I have lost my origin And
Up on the toe There is a view Up on the toe And the spine Straight and erect Hungry and curious Up on the toe Looking forward to The air is thinner
I love your eyes, my dear Their splendid sparkling fire When suddenly you raise them so To cast a swift embracing glance Like lightning flashing in
Get over the sorrow, girl The world is always going to be made of this You can trust in it Unless you breathe in Bravely I adore how you simply surrender
Down the corridor I send warmth I send warmth Down the staircase I send warmth I send warmth Thank you for, again To get to be able To send warmth To
I once had no fears None at all And then when I had some To my surprise I grew to like both Scared or brave or without them The thrill of fear Thought
I see who you are Behind the skin And the muscles I see who you are, now And when you get older later I will see the same girl The same soul Lioness
(x3) Here's my version of it, eternal whirlwind What's the lesser of two evils: If a suicide bomber Made to look pregnant Manages to kill her target
