hann, at hann eltir ein skugga: I see, I see lovers in the meadow I see, I see silhouettes in the window I watch them ´til they´re gone and they leave me hanging on To a shadow Skýli móti ódnini Tann [...] soleiðis: My love she speaks like silence Without ideals or violence She doesn´t have to say she´s faithful Yet she´s true, like ice, like fire People carry roses Make promises by the hours My love she laughs [...] hetta: I was burned out from exhaustion, buried in the hail Poisoned in the bushes an´ blown out on the trail Hunted like a crocodile, ravaged in the corn Come in , she said, I´ll give you shelter from
falling and I´ve been here all day It´s too hot to sleep, time is running away Feel like my soul has turned into steel I´ve still got the scars that the sun didn´t heal There´s not even room enough to be anywhere [...] manifest: At dawn my lover comes to me And tells me of her dreams With no attempt to shovel the glimpse Into the ditch of what each one means At times I think there are no words But these to tell what´s true [...] kappast við: Lay down your weary tune, lay down Lay down the song you strum And rest yourself ´neath the strength of strings No voice can hope to hum Hesir báðir tesktirnir eru líkir í tí, at báðir eru bygdir
